"Hmm, that had been hard work."
Fang Heng swept his gaze across the convoy of loading carriages parked by the roadside and gave Howell a slight nod, "Had everything been packed and boxed?"
"As you had instructed, everything had been packed and sealed. I had been watching the whole way. There would definitely not be anyone who had noticed our movements."
"Good. Take the boxes off the carriages, then push them all into the sea."
"Huh?"
Howell had been stunned when he heard that.
Into the sea?
What was the meaning of this?
After rushing so hard to move such a large batch of materials over, they were just feeding them to the ocean?
Was it some kind of ritual blessing of gods he did not understand?
"Ahem."
On the side, Cao Ge had coughed lightly and said, "Didn't the commander already give the order? Hurry and go."
"Alright... alright."
Howell no longer hesitated. He quickly ran back and signaled the sailors to push the boxes off the carriages, then shove them into the sea.
