Lan Xiaoyue's face was full of worry. "But if Wu Changkong keeps putting off his return to the academy, Chrysanthemum Douluo will inevitably realize we're keeping him away."
"Let him know first so he can prepare," Shui Qinghan said. "At least that's better than having him come back without knowing anything."
"Mm, let's do that, then."
Lan Xiaoyue stood up. "I'll go tell Ling Shuang to leave first thing tomorrow morning."
After discussing a few more things in low voices, Lan Xiaoyue left the office.
Vast Sea City was the largest port city on the eastern coast of the Douluo Continent.
The entire city had been built along the sea, its docks stretching for dozens of miles, with over a hundred fishing boats coming and going every day.
The salty, fishy sea breeze always permeated the city's air, and the roadside stalls were piled high with freshly caught fish, shrimp, crabs, and shellfish.
The Spirit Battle Arena in Vast Sea City was different from those elsewhere, too. Many Soul Masters came here specifically to hunt sea soul beasts, then fought a few soul fighting matches to earn their travel expenses.
At that moment, in the guest room at Yu Hairou's home.
Wu Changkong returned from outside, holding Wu Changbing's hand.
A shell bracelet dangled from the little girl's other hand. The colorful shells were strung together on a thin cord, swaying and jingling with every step.
Over the past few days, Yu Hairou and Qiu Ruoshui had taken them all around Vast Sea City.
They had visited the docks, browsed the Sea Market, and even watched several Soul Master matches at the Vast Sea Great Soul Arena.
It was Wu Changbing's first time seeing the sea. She had played excitedly on the beach and nearly tumbled headfirst into the waves.