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Moreover, the Ama dive into the sea day after day, year after year. Among them, there are many Ama who do not even live to see the age of ten. The tone was calm, yet it painted a brutal picture for Chen Tao. It was as if he could see the helpless Ama pleading desperately, while Wei Zhuangzhu remained indifferent. He could almost visualize countless Ama's blood and tears giving rise to each pristine white pearl, which Wei Zhuangzhu collected for himself.
Song Qiao continued speaking: as a result, the pearls harvested by the Ama were all forcibly bought by that Wei Zhuangzhu at extremely low prices, only to be sold at high prices to traveling merchants, thus earning substantial 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 wipe out several families of Ama.
Exploiting the hard work of the Ama, he built his own Pearl Manor. Do you remember that meal you had? Who knows how much blood from the Ama was hidden within it? Chen Tao felt a chill run down his spine; Song Qiao's nonchalant tone revealed to him the bloody and cannibalistic nature lurking beneath the resplendent Pearl Manor.
In Chen Tao's simple view of the martial world, Wei Zhuangzhu was a generous figure who treated all martial artists with hospitality and righteousness—a true hero in his eyes. But was this really the case? The lofty hero was, in essence, a monster that devoured people without leaving a bone behind!
Song Qiao's explanation not only transformed Chen Tao's perspective but also shifted the audience's opinion of Wei Zhuangzhu.
"Is that so? I need to quickly delete my earlier comments; I thought Wei Zhuangzhu had fallen so low because Yuan City wanted to curry favor with the prince. I misjudged him."
"This is getting more interesting; this screenwriter is good. In martial arts dramas, they never clearly explain how these landlords and manor owners accumulate their wealth."
"Regardless of ancient or modern times, beasts are still beasts—it's tragic."
Song Qiao glanced at the silent Chen Tao with a teasing look: "Do you still want to plead for this manor owner?"
Chen Tao snapped back to reality, shaking his head vigorously. He clenched his fists tightly but then helplessly relaxed them, revealing his inner turmoil. In the end, he said nothing.
Song Qiao did not continue to mock him; after all, it was their own prince who had invited the Sailor instructor. Being young and naive was not an issue; as long as he learned something from this incident, it would suffice. 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 Mansion, 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 seize the opportunity to set sail again in search of gold. Was the coach 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 good would that do?"
"Don't worry, Your Highness has already made arrangements," he continued.
Instructions had been given regarding Yuan City. Upon returning, they were to treat all the Ama in the coastal villages well, eliminating the need for dangerous dives to collect pearls.
All they needed to do was hire Ama as instructors to teach those going out to sea how to swim, ensuring their safety.
Yuan City would be more than happy with this arrangement. Did you think only the people from Xia City were eager to venture out to sea?
Now, every coastal town and village in Jiangnan had its share of residents willing to take risks at sea, even those who couldn't swim.
In the future, there would definitely be a new batch of Ama instructors; they wouldn't need your help.
Hearing this, Chen Tao's expression improved slightly, and he didn't mind Song Qiao's teasing.
He had made up his mind: he would give up on revenge.
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