Above the Great Sea, a red Chinese-style hot air balloon drifted through the sky.
"Chen, how much longer until we reach the Wandering Isle? Is this Master Shang Xi you mentioned really that formidable?" Garrosh and Chen Stormstout had been aboard the hot air balloon for quite some time, drifting aimlessly over the Great Sea, which was making Garrosh increasingly restless.
By contrast, Chen perfectly embodied the Pandaren way of life. He lounged lazily inside the balloon, drinking the fine wine Rend had given him. He had been bribed with alcohol to take Garrosh to the Wandering Isle.
Garrosh had already learned what Chen was like and could do nothing about him. In close combat, he was no match for Chen either. With a single grappling move, Chen could easily subdue him.
At that moment, Garrosh spotted a shadow resembling a coastline emerging from the mist over the Great Sea.
As they drew closer, Garrosh realized it was an incomparably enormous island, with towering mountain ranges upon it. He hurriedly said to Chen, "Chen, I can see a gigantic island. Is that the Wandering Isle?"
"An island? Hahaha, that is no island. We live upon Shen-zin Su's back." Though Chen had not even looked, he had already recognized it from the scent of the Wandering Isle's soil.
After Chen's reminder, Garrosh finally realized that the immense island before him was indeed formed by the back of a giant turtle.
During the Northrend campaign, Garrosh had seen tuskarr use massive sea turtles from the northern seas to pull their ships. At the time, he had marveled that Azeroth possessed such enormous turtles, but compared to Shen-zin Su, those tuskarr turtles were not even worthy of being called its offspring...
As they approached Shen-zin Su, Chen frowned. He noticed signs of battle