"Whoosh! Whoosh!" The waves crashed against the reefs, splashing up crystalline white spray several feet high. They surged toward the shore, gently caressing the soft sand before reluctantly retreating, caressing it again and again without end. They traced silver edges beneath the beach, as though setting a gleaming silver frame around the vast sea, making it even more enchanting and beautiful.
A fisherman was packing up the seafood from his boat. Today's catch had been quite good, so he was in a fine mood as well. Selling all these fish should fetch him a fair amount of money.
Just as he finished packing up the day's catch and was preparing to head home, he suddenly saw a figure approaching across the sea. In nearly the blink of an eye, before he could even make it out clearly, the figure had already arrived at the shore.
Only after the figure stopped did he realize... it was a divine being who had crossed the sea on ice.
Taking her for a deity of the sea, the fisherman hurriedly knelt before her in awe, praying for another good catch tomorrow.
"This is Eastern Island, right?"
Fu Hua took a step and transferred directly from the sea onto land. She glanced at the fisherman kneeling before her and mistaking her for the sea god, but paid him no mind.
"My directions definitely weren't wrong. If you don't believe me, ask that fisherman." Cang Xiaoxuan was unconvinced by Fu Hua's doubts. How could she question her?
"There's no need."
Fu Hua shook her head slightly and chose to believe Cang Xiaoxuan.
"It's getting late. Let's find somewhere to stay first." Fu Hua looked toward the horizon. Only half the sun remained; before the time it took to drink a cup of tea, it would be