The cliffs are high and the waves are crashing against the shore.
Ziyan stands quietly on a cliff corner, facing the sea, like a statue that has been eroded by wind and rain for hundreds of years but still stands tall.
He had been standing here for more than three hours without even moving his little finger. After long-term and rigorous training, he had already developed the habit of standing still like a mountain when observing the enemy's situation.
The sea in front of his eyes is calm and gentle, but Zi Yan gazes at the distant sea that his eyes cannot reach, and he deeply understands that there are fierce and dangerous enemies hiding there.
The pirates of the Shanlin Strait are brutal and violent, and are feared by the whole world.
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