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"On the ship, there is one, a man who respects the old and loves the young, a prince of the Kingdom of John, your superior, come, kneel down."

The translator wasn't even sure if he was right, but he got the gist of it: "Bring your superiors here. Whether they come on their knees or on their feet is none of my business as the translator."

City Lord's Mansion.

"Sir, a fleet of ships carrying yellow-haired monkeys has arrived at the dock. They want you to kneel down."

The soldier who came to deliver the message tremblingly relayed the yellow-haired monkey's message truthfully. After speaking, he lowered his head to its lowest point, not daring to look at Zhou Wu.

"What! Say it again, they told me to kneel down?"

Zhou Wu picked at his ear. The guard seemed to have said that the other party told him to kneel down.

"Yes, sir, everyone at the dock heard it. They did indeed say that the highest-ranking officer had to kneel down."

"Hey, with my temper, where the hell did this idiot come from?"

Zhou Wu got up and prepared to go to the dock to see who was so arrogant, but he stopped after taking only two steps.

"Damn it, you want me to go? You go back and tell your team leader to let everyone at the docks do what they're supposed to do. Your guards just need to keep an eye on those blond monkeys. As long as they don't violate the laws of our Great Dragon, you don't need to bother with them."

"Yes."

Zhou Wu originally intended to teach the other party a lesson, but then he thought that if he went, he would be playing right into the other party's hands, so he simply ignored it and let it bark.

It must be said that Zhou Wu's move was indeed very effective.

On the dock, Prince John waited from day to night, but even after the dockworkers had all gone home, he still hadn't seen any of the dragon's officials come to greet him.

"Fuck, these rude yellow-skinned monkeys, since they ignore me, I'm going to declare war on them."

"You can't just say that," Gil quickly covered the prince's mouth. This was the territory of the Great Dragon, not John's Kingdom. It was surrounded by small countries. The prince had no idea how powerful the Great Dragon was. If he really understood the gap between the two sides, he probably wouldn't have dared to make such boastful remarks.

"Your Highness, you mustn't say such things carelessly. If the dragon people hear this, it could really cause you trouble."

Having finally calmed the manic prince down, and seeing that it was getting dark, Gilles had no choice but to order everyone to rest on the ship for the night and make further plans the next day.

At this moment, the sailors and their entourage were all secretly glaring at their prince. If it weren't for this idiot spouting nonsense, they would have already disembarked and had a proper rest. Why would they have to continue suffering in this cramped and smelly cabin?

Of course, everyone could only think about it in their hearts, and the sun rose as usual the next day.

Their prince was still unwilling to lower his pride, but after being persuaded by Jill, he finally agreed to disembark first.

The dock was rather deserted because the ships hadn't returned yet, and the workers had nothing to do, so they gathered in twos and threes, chatting about interesting things happening around them.

This scene made the Little Prince feel that it was a sign of desolation, and that even the mighty dragon was nothing special.

Because it was a long sea voyage, horses couldn't be brought on board, so Jill could only ask the translator to inquire with the locals whether there were any horse-drawn carriages or horses for rent or sale.

The translator was instructed, and the other party understood immediately, going directly to ask the nearest locals.

"Excuse me, do you have any horse-drawn carriages for sale or rent?"

The translator tried his best to be as amiable as possible, but his blond hair and blue eyes sent a chill down the spines of the dockworkers who had never been in close contact with foreigners before.

"At the dock, there were only mule carts for hauling goods."

The worker pointed him in a direction.

"Blood, blood."

The translator even said thank you to express his goodwill, but for some reason, he always felt that the dragon man seemed to be afraid of something.

Although the translator didn't understand what a mule cart was, he happily reported the information he had received to the envoy, Gir.

"Mule cart?"

Jill didn't know what a mule cart was, but it was good to have a cart at all; if she had to walk, she didn't know how long it would take.

Led by the translator, the group arrived at the place indicated by the locals.

Upon arrival, the group discovered that this place was actually a goods distribution center, and the mule cart they had just heard about was the animal in front of them that was neither a horse nor a donkey.

Jill glanced around and realized that it seemed like all the carts here were these mule carts; there was no other option.

"His Royal Highness Prince."

"What do you mean? You want me, Your Highness, to ride in this damned wagon? You're humiliating me."

. . . . . .

Nanhai City.

The South China Sea City has now attracted many residents to settle here through various welfare policies. Although it cannot compare with the capital city, it now has everything that is needed on the streets.

At noon, when Nanhai City was at its busiest, a convoy of vehicles suddenly appeared at the city gate. The residents assumed it was a truck carrying supplies from the dock and gathered at the city gate, eager to see what new goods were on the way.

When the mule cart carrying the goods passed through the city gate, they discovered that it was actually a group of blond-haired, blue-eyed, yellow-haired monkeys on board.

Okay, it's monkeys again.

"Are these new slaves?"

"They're dressed quite elegantly. Are slaves in the South China Sea treated this well? Are you still hiring? I'd like to give it a try."

Upon entering the city gate, the prince saw a large crowd of people gathered. At first, he thought they were there to welcome him and was quite pleased. However, the two sides remained in a standoff for a long time, and the other side did not seem to welcome him at all. Instead, they pointed and whispered about his side.

Feeling like a monkey being watched, the prince was filled with anger.

Seeing that the prince's manic episode was about to flare up again, Gilles quickly stepped forward to stop him. "We're already in their city! What else do you want? We could drown each of us with a single spit!"

Gill gratefully instructed the carriage to leave the city gate quickly and head towards the city lord's mansion.

However, they were stopped by the city guards who were patrolling after only a few steps.

"Stop! Who are you? Do you have a permit to drive in the city?"

Faced with the guards' obstruction and questioning, Gilles and the prince were naturally bewildered, as they couldn't understand what the dragon soldiers were saying.

The translator stepped forward and began to communicate with the guard, but the translator's skills were indeed quite poor. It took a long time, with a combination of words and gestures, for him to understand why he had been stopped.

However, when they revealed that they were envoys from the Kingdom of John, the guards immediately reported the situation and allowed them to drive within the city, but to control their speed.

Just as the guard was about to leave, he couldn't help but say something.

"Why don't you switch to horse-drawn carriages? Although the rental fee for mule carts is cheaper, they've hauled all sorts of random goods, so they might not be very clean."

When the translator relayed the guard's words verbatim to the prince, the prince broke down once again.