As far as the eye could see, there was no limit.
It really did cover half a city's area, and according to the Steward, the fog was expanding.
Without control or gleaned useful information, it would eventually reach the nearby maritime area.
Wu Heng took out his phone to check the location again—which was still effective, with no issues.
Thump thump thump~!
After a while, someone knocked on the cabin door and said, "Steward, we are nearing the fog."
The middle-aged steward looked up at Wu Heng, "Island Lord Wu Heng, let's go out!"
"Okay!"
Leaving the cabin, the fleet had already reached the edge of the fog.
The light mist enveloped the ships, and the others had used some methods to cover their mouths and noses.
