Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Shadow Island.
The rural-urban fringe.
The busy construction site had fewer hands than usual. Several wounded workers sat chatting beneath the shade. At lunchtime, the Xiong father and son, who had suddenly taken a break, became the focus of everyone's teasing.
"Big Roller, Little Roller, did the sun rise in the west? You two actually aren't rolling yourselves to death today?"
"Exactly! It's still so early in the day!"
"Good heavens, am I seeing things?"
"Hahaha..."
Faced with their fellow workers' good-natured laughter, Xiong Fen's old face reddened.
"Everyone."
"My son and I may have been a little too diligent in the past, but the captain is still recovering and hasn't returned. Who has the heart to work?"
"Ah..."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The crowd's smiles faded, worry spreading through the surroundings and filling the air with a stifling atmosphere.
It had been more than half a month since they returned from Water Cold Star.
Most of their injuries had long since healed, while the rest were mostly recovered. Only the captain had been recuperating for days without showing any sign of returning.
Thinking of the captain's injured soul, the dozens of them all wore solemn expressions.
"Ah, I wonder how the captain is doing."
"He'll definitely be fine! Our Shadow Island has treasures everywhere, and he took the pills Lord Bai gave him that day. The captain will surely recover and return!"
"Damage to the soul is no small matter..."
"The captain looks vicious but has a kind heart. He's actually a good captain!"
"What do you mean, looks vicious but has a kind heart? If you can't talk, then talk less. The captain clearly has a knife-like mouth but a tofu-soft heart!"
"Mm. Fearless in the