The massive ship sailed for two days before it finally left the territory of Nan Du City.
By the time it reached the riverside towns of Jiangnan, more and more boats began to sail on the river surface.
"Ugh!"
Early in the morning, the sounds of seasickness and retching came from next door.
"Young master."
Hu Nianshan looked over with concern and handed over a cloth.
Sima Yingjun grabbed the cloth and wiped the corners of his mouth.
He was about to say something when another wave of dry heaves hit him.
He couldn't get a single word out.
"Chief Pei."
When people saw Pei Jinye appear, they respectfully greeted him.
"Pei—" Sima Yingjun quickly turned his head and leaned over the railing to dry heave.
Pei Jinye patted his back a couple of times, and Sima Yingjun's retching immediately ceased, which even made Hu Nianshan and the others look over in surprised.