"Zhang Feng said there's something bad in the air!" The one-eyed man was very convinced by Zhang Feng and pointed at his nose, "They're burrowing into our noses!"
"Something bad?"
"I was wondering why my nose felt a bit itchy..."
The surrounding crew members heard this and started frantically searching for cloth.
Some even picked up buckets and threw them overboard to fetch water.
Zhang Feng glanced at them, and after seeing the chaos on the ship, turned to the one-eyed man.
The one-eyed man was holding a relatively clean piece of cloth, handing it to Zhang Feng,
"Zhang Feng, this is new clothing fabric."
"Mm." Zhang Feng took it and asked the one-eyed man, "How many times have you been here?"
"I've passed by three times." The one-eyed man tightened the cloth around his mouth and nose, speaking muffled, "Once about seven years ago, once last year, and today."
