Ever since the arrival of foreigners, the Yangtze River trade route has grown more prosperous than ever, with countless foreign steamships coming and going.
Standing on the deck, Zhu Wencong watched as a sovereign-lost Qing court permitted foreign warships free access to the Yangtze River.
As for the Qing navy? Even the strongest Army had been utterly defeated; naturally, there was no reason for the navy to show itself. Military funding for the navy was repeatedly cut in the aftermath.
"Why does my husband look so worried? Are you really thinking of becoming lord of the world, saving all the people?" Su Yanqiao teased.
Zhu Wencong glanced at the tugboat workers on the riverbank. He was no savior, nor was he burdened by the mission to save the people.
Confronted with the vast currents of worldly affairs, no one could singlehandedly reverse the tides; Zhu Wencong knew he was not capable of defying the heavens.
