The Great Ship and the Small Boats (1/2, Please Subscribe)

Cold River.

It was called a river, but when one looked out, there was nothing but endless river water stretching as far as the eye could see.

In every direction, from every angle, all they could see was the blue water of the Cold River. They could not see the end of it at all.

If the ship had not still been steadily heading toward its intended destination, Fang Yue might have thought they were simply sailing in circles.

"Brother Ye, the wind is strong up here. Go below and get some more rest." Jing Yan supported Fang Yue worriedly.

"I'm fine... Cough! Cough, cough!"

Fang Yue covered his mouth and coughed hard twice. When he lowered his hand, he suddenly froze, his expression dazed and dim.

A smear of crimson stained his parchment-like right palm.

What Fang Yue cared about was not his injury, but... that handkerchief had ultimately failed to return.

[Time Rewind] only rewound his own body. It could not restore external objects.

Now that the handkerchief had fallen into the hands of those Black Robed People, he had no idea when he would be able to retrieve it, or whether he would even get another chance to take it back.

The handkerchief itself was worthless, but its former owner...

Fang Yue took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

This was not the time to feel dejected.

He understood that the most important thing now was to stay alive!

The Cold River was no safe place. Even an existence like the Black Robed People had been devoured by it.

This mysterious, profound Cold River was like a monster with its jaws wide open. Whatever it swallowed, Fang Yue would not find surprising.

What was strange, however, was that people could not walk across the