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Moreover, the Ama dive day after day, year after year. Among them, many Ama do not even live to see their tenth birthday. The tone was calm, yet it painted a brutal picture for Chen Tao. He could almost see the helpless Ama pleading desperately, while Wei Zhuang remained indifferent. It was as if he could witness countless Ama's blood and tears, with each flawless white pearl being collected by Wei Zhuang.
Song Qiao continued, "As a result, the pearls harvested by the Ama are all forcibly bought by that Wei Zhuang. He buys them at an extremely low price and then sells them at a high price to traveling merchants, thus making huge profits. Even if the Ama wanted to resist, how could they stand against these martial artists? Just sending a few disciples from the Pearl Manor could easily kill several members of an Ama family. They are exploiting the hard work of the Ama to build up his own Pearl Manor."
"Do you remember that meal you had? Who knows how much blood of the Ama was hidden in it?" Chen Tao felt a chill run down his spine. Song Qiao's nonchalant tone made him see the bloody essence beneath the resplendent Pearl Manor.
In Chen Tao's simplistic view of the martial world, Wei Zhuang's generous hospitality towards all martial artists was what made him a hero in his eyes. But was this really the case? The lofty hero was, in essence, a monster that devoured people without spitting out their bones!
Song Qiao's explanation not only altered Chen Tao's perception but also changed the audience's view of Wei Zhuang.
"This is interesting; I need to quickly delete my earlier comments," one viewer typed. "I thought Wei Zhuang had fallen so low because Yuan City wanted to curry favor with the prince. I misjudged him."
"This is getting more intriguing; this screenwriter is good! In martial arts dramas, they never clearly explain how wealth is accumulated in places like this."
"Whether ancient or modern, cattle and horses are still cattle and horses—it's tragic."
Song Qiao glanced at Chen Tao, who was silent and lost in thought. "Do you still want to plead for this manor?"
Chen Tao snapped back to reality and shook his head vigorously. He clenched his fists tightly but suddenly felt powerless to release them, revealing his inner turmoil. In the end, he said nothing.
Song Qiao did not continue to mock him. After all, it was their prince who had summoned the sailor instructor; youth and naivety were not issues. After this experience, some growth would be beneficial. Since they were all serving their prince, Song Qiao would not be overly harsh.
After a long silence, just as the carriage was about to arrive at the Prince's Residence, Chen Tao suddenly spoke up, "I want to go to Yuan City."
This left Wu Qianchuan at a loss. No way! He was just preparing to find a way to set sail again in search of gold. Was the instructor planning to slip away?
Song Qiao saw through Chen Tao's intentions and stopped him from pursuing the idea of Yuan City. "Rely on you? What can you do alone?"
"Don't worry. His Highness has already made arrangements," he continued. "He has instructed that upon returning from Yuan City, we should treat all the Ama in the coastal villages well. There's no need to risk diving for pearls anymore."
"All we need to do is hire Ama as instructors to teach the fishermen how to swim, and they can live well."
Yuan City would be more than happy with that arrangement. Did you think only the people of Xia Cheng wanted to go out to sea?
In Jiangnan, every coastal town and village had its share of people eager for adventure. The vast majority of them, even those who couldn't swim, dared to venture out into the ocean.
In the future, there would surely be a new batch of Ama instructors, and they would have your support?
Hearing this, Chen Tao's expression improved slightly, and he didn't mind Song Qiao's teasing. "Your Highness," he said.
He had made his decision: he would give up on revenge.
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