The sea whispers secrets at dawn, its surface like a huge mirror reflecting the bloody light of the rising sun. The sailboat "Black Crow" moved forward slowly in the breeze, the hull swayed slightly in the waves, and the wooden boards creaked, as if telling the story of the countless storms it had experienced. Captain Lin Yao stood at the bow of the ship, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, piercing the morning fog and staring at the distant horizon. Her long black hair was fluttering in the wind, and she held a broken sheepskin map in her hand, the edges of which had been eroded by the sea and blurred. That was the last relic left by her father, and it was also her only obsession in life - the legendary treasure buried in the "Shadow Islands".
