Zheng Yi Sao's lieutenant

I was born to the river and rose by knowing what others overlooked—the weight of cargo, the strength of rope, the wind’s whisper before the storm. Zheng Yi Sao trusted me to keep her fleet fed, armed, and ready, and I did so without fanfare. I never sought a name in the dynasty’s books, only the quiet certainty that when the cannons roared, the masts held, and the men had rice to eat. I have seen flags burn and empires bend. Still, I do my rounds—dawn watch, midday count, evening tale. The sea forgets no one, not even those who served in silence.