“Don’t be afraid, the commander-in-chief invites you here for no other reason than to watch a good show.
 Put out the torches and follow me!”
An Gou'er took the lead and walked towards a hidden cliff at the mouth of the coast, holding his sword. Thousands of torches were immediately extinguished, and he followed An Gou'er slowly in the moonlight.
There was a soft sound, and An Gouer raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Looking at the hemp rope tied to the tree, he squatted aside and waited silently.
About a stick of incense, the hemp rope suddenly tightened. An Gouer leaned back slightly and glanced down at the cliff mouth.
During the tea time, a figure climbed up along the hemp rope.
The moment his arms grasped the edge of the cliff, the wet figure also saw An Gouer squatting at the edge of the cliff and screamed in surprise, loosening his hands and falling downwards.
An Gouer bowed slightly, picked up the figure, and threw it directly into the open space at the entrance of the cliff.
 “Torch!”
 The extinguished torch was ignited again by the fire stick, and the dark cliff mouth suddenly became bright as day.
An Gouer and Tan Haiqing looked at each other, looked at the stunned Westerner who dared not move, and raised his hands to rummage around on his body.
 In a moment, Tan Haiqing took a tightly wrapped sheepskin in his hand and handed it to An Gouer.
 An Gou'er gently tore open the sheepskin package and revealed the contents.
 Chart! Guide compass!
An Gouer held up the compass in his hand, glanced back at the hundreds of Western envoys behind him with a half-smile, and threw the compass and chart to Tan Haiqing.
An Gouer squatted in front of the Westerner who was shivering from the cold or from fear, sighed and shook his head.
“I am very happy that you can go to the ship to visit me.
 But if you stole something from me, I will be unhappy!"
With a soft popping sound, An Gouer stood up and slapped his palms a few times. He looked happily at the Western envoy who was slightly in an uproar in front of him. The Western envoy on the ground had a dagger stuck in his chest and was dead on the spot.
“Everyone, please don’t misunderstand me because of trivial matters.
 My general's reputation in Western countries is still very good. As for you, just get along with me slowly from now on.
 If you really don’t get along, just find the reason yourself.”
“Guo Yang, let someone translate the words to them, and then hang this guy in the port for three days as a warning to others.”
 “Get the order!”
 “Lao Tan!”
"exist!"
“Immediately ask people from the Yamamoto family who are familiar with the sea to survey the day suitable for setting sail.”
 “Get the order!”
Chapter completed!