As the boat with the white sail slowly moved along the bends of the shore toward the side, a small boat came from the direction of Danzhou. The little boat moved quickly and soon neared the large boat. The men on the boat made hand signals, and the two boats slowly came together.
The rope ladder was let down and a sweaty official climbed up, panting heavily.
Fan Xian had already changed into normal clothing and was currently pulling on his shoes. Unable to speak for the moment, he nodded to indicate for the official to speak.
The official wiped at the sweat on his forehead and said in a trembling voice, "I am the Dianli of Danzhou, here especially to welcome you back to your hometown."
Hearing these words, Fan Xian was slightly startled. He hadn't noticed the man's official robes earlier. Hearing the man say he was a Dianli, he couldn't help but be surprised.