Also, it is not so much a country but a tribe. There is no concept of land at all. Before Xu Jing could speak, they nodded and gave as much as they wanted, rather than their own.

There are also major countries such as Annan and Siam, but they are obviously vigilant about this, ambiguous about it, and even directly object to it.

It's really...a headache.

Xu Jing secretly recorded the general attitudes of various countries. Next, he did not rush to prescribe the right medicine.

He walked out of the cabin, stood on the deck, and looked at the horizon with his extreme eyes. He couldn't help but think: "What is the teacher... doing? Is he... okay? It's been two years, and it's been two years. In the past two years, I have not been worried about my teacher for a day, and my teacher must be like this. My teacher... I'm going to come back and return with a full load. Look at these ships. I have brought dozens of messengers from the country, many craftsmen from the Great Food Kingdom and Franchise.

I brought countless seeds collected, and there was a new route. This route could go straight to the ends of the world... I also brought myself back, I am still alive, I think... For my mentor, how many craftsmen, how many seeds, or how many envoys are not as important as learning to come back. Mentor... I, Xu Jing, kept my promise and went westward, and the students... I have not been able to serve my mentor in the past two years, and I am really ashamed of my mentor..."

Tears wet the collars again.

When a person leaves his hometown, his longing will magnify exponentially. The closer he is to his hometown, this longing will grow as much as a geometrical one.

Xu Jing slowly closed his eyes and enjoyed the whirlwind of the sea breeze, which dried the tears at the corners of his eyes, forming tears.

Unfortunately, the color of his bronze skin has left the tears missing.

He only pursed his shriveled lips and patted the boat hard. Turning back, Yang Jian stood behind him at some point.

"Editor Xu."

Xu Jing nodded.

Yang Jian sighed: "We... are going back to our hometown in a blink of an eye."

Xu Jing nodded.

Yang Jian smiled bitterly: "Have Editor Xu thought about his life?"

"What?"

"This time we sailed was for exploration, but the court would have to voyage to the West again and again. Xu Chengxiu has rich experience in sailing, and it is also humble. The court will not be separated from you and me in the future, and we are afraid that we will wander on this sea in our lives."

Xu Jing nodded.

"It's so scary..." Yang Jian looked depressed; "It's almost home, I'm so happy, but I thought that it won't take long to go into the sea again, so I can't say... it's uncomfortable..."
Chapter completed!