No matter if it was a plane or a ship, using conventional methods to enter Fusang would definitely catch the attention of the Fusang People, so the only way to enter Fusang without being noticed was to smuggle oneself in.
Ling Feng disguised himself as a destitute aristocrat and, through the connections of Flame Hall, got in touch with a smuggler.
When night fell, Ling Feng was taken by a blonde member of Flame Hall to a small port.
The sea breeze howled, carrying a hint of the ocean's saltiness.
"Is this the Lin Feng you spoke of?" At that moment, a burly man jumped off a small boat, eyeing Ling Feng warily, "What does he do? Why does he need to smuggle himself into Fusang?"
"Third Brother, don't you trust me?" the member from Flame Hall said with a grin, "I guarantee there won't be any problems!"
