Ge Pang Xiao turned to Gu Yun and said: "Marquis sir, what should we do now?"

Gu Yun did not have time to answer when the entire hull suddenly trembled violently; Gu Yun quickly grabbed the oil lamp that was about to fall over. He gave a look in Ge Pang Xiao's direction, signaling him to put away all the objects on the table.

Ge Pang Xiao immediately took a deep breath and sucked in his stomach, quickly hiding everything inside.

Chang Geng grabbed the sword on the table: "I will go take a look."

Ge Pang Xiao: "Wait, I want to go too!"

After the two went out, Gu Yun took off his glass and set it aside, rubbing his tired eyes.

The location of the small island was very subtle. It was just crossing Dong Ying's islands but wasn't connected to Great Liang either.

It was just that even if Great Liang's naval force was weaker, it was still not something that Dong Ying people could waver. To this day, the Eastern Sea was still unable to discover a Ziliujin mine.

Great Liang was extremely strict with the Ziliujin export policy. In this respect, they resembled an iron rooster, not allowing even a single feather to be plucked. If Dong Ying people wished to obtain Ziliujin in large quantities, they must either buy it from Westerners at a high price or try to get it from Great Liang's black market.

If they chose to do business with the Westerners, they certainly would not cross by Great Liang's territory.

And about the black market...

If the culprits did not cooperate with the officials, it would not last long.

Three generations of Great Liang emperors despised the Ziliujin black market that resembled a centipede with hundreds of legs, dying but not gone. As soon as the situation would slightly calm down, it would be revived once again immediately.

Even if one used their toe to think, they would know that the black markets were definitely not made up of life-risking merchants from the common folk only, hidden behind it was the shadow of forces from all four sides.

Not mentioning others, Gu Yun's hands were absolutely not clean, otherwise, depending solely on the Ziliujin that the court distributed to him every year - not to mention the Black Eagles, Black Armors, or Black Calvary - even the dogs and the birds could not survive.

Such large-scale smuggling of Ziliujin, the people standing behind it must not be ordinary.

At this time, the wooden door of the cabin was suddenly pushed open. Liao Ran swiftly walked in, put his hands together to greet Gu Yun as if they had already known each other for a long time, then turned to close the door.

He had to pick up the liuli glass that was just removed to welcome his guest.