Regret on the Marriage: Qian Long Sails Back in the Quiet Sea

**Introduction:** Under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, Su Wanqing proposed breaking up. "My mother can't wait any longer. Brother Shaofeng can give us 100,000 yuan." Lu Yuan squatted and ate a bowl of plain noodles that cost three yuan a bowl without raising his head: "Okay." The whole village said he was a loser. He had been farming for five years and delivering food for five years. He couldn't even afford a new pair of shoes. No one knew that at four o'clock in the morning, he used a wooden stick as a bayonet and stabbed him 36,500 times. That day, a text message shocked the elderly phone. Trillions arrived. Calls from overseas. Uncle Qin was critically ill and was entrusted with three ocean-going fleets and the main island of 18 square kilometers. There was also his father's three-edged sword, which had been locked in a glass cabinet for twenty-five years, and the lock was polished. The helicopter hovered at the entrance of the village, six people slipped from the rope, and the silver trident badge appeared. "Report to the captain! All members of the ace team have returned!" Lu Yuan placed the empty bowl on the stone pier and walked towards the rope without looking back. "Let's go to Natuna." The hidden dragon emerges from the abyss and the sails are raised in the quiet sea. Thousands of miles across the sea, we won't give in an inch. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.