The sun gradually climbed higher in the sky.
The sea breeze grew stronger, billowing the sails halfway.
Lan Zao was patrolling the deck.
His skin had been tanned dark by the sunlight, his body was robust, and his gaze sharp. Dressed in a full set of Bronze Level equipment, he looked even more imposing.
Lan Zao stopped in his tracks and shouted, "Who tied this knot?"
"It was, it was me," a mercenary stepped forward.
"The knot is tied incorrectly. Have you never been a sailor?" Lan Zao asked.
The mercenary bowed his head and said, "Yes, that's correct, and I've rarely been out to sea."
"That won't do. Come, watch me tie it and then you do the same!" Lan Zao bent down, untied the knot, and demonstrated in front of everyone.
He straightened the rope first and laid it flat on the deck.
Then he bent the middle section of the cable to form a figure-eight shape.
After that, he threaded the end of the rope through the upper loop of the figure eight repeatedly.
