The weather turned from cool to cold.
The green reeds lost their color overnight; a gust of river wind blew through, and the yellow-white reed flowers first floated into the air but soon fell back into the water because they were too heavy, like a layer of floating snow.
The water birds seeking shelter from the cold in the Marshland grew in number. They circled the fleet of the Fishing Tax Office, looking for opportunities to find food. When tired, they folded their wings and perched on the masts.
The tower ship took the lead, alongside the Creation Treasure Ship.
Otter Kai's family set up the gangplank, moving back and forth, arranging luggage and tidying up rooms.
"Ashui, how are we going to the Southern Frontier? Are there big rivers?"
Xu Zishuai, carrying two large bundles, set up a shade to peer and inquire. He had few belongings, and could finish packing by himself.
