The sun was shining brightly that day.
Seeing the clock strike eight, Yun Wei glanced worriedly at the Dragon Cave not far away, finally closed the hatch, and said to Isaac, "Let's go, Isaac. Let's continue."
"Hmm." The knight in front of the steering wheel responded in a deep voice and skillfully operated the panel, which made Uncle Xie look on with great interest.
Cloudships are a concentrated display of the Alchemy City's top-tier contemporary technology and a tangible symbol of the nascent magical civilization.
It is both a silent incantation and a wordless book, constantly enlightening this wise man from the City of Jade.
The energy circuit was completed, and the cloud boat slowly rose under the influence of the wind element, flying towards the other side of the sea and mudflats.
Yun Wei slowly walked over and sat down opposite Xie Mulang.
The other person had been silent since yesterday, barely sleeping all night. At this moment, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were staring blankly out the window.
Beside the black-clad swordsman sat Qin Lushu, still diligently writing. Dragon Island was the first stop after leaving Bili City, and the young man, still full of enthusiasm, was working hard to categorize and organize his observations from the island.
"Thank you, Brother Xie." After thinking it over, Yun Wei finally couldn't help but speak.
He casually pulled up a curtain of wind, creating a space so that only the two of them could hear his voice. "Perhaps I shouldn't pry into your private affairs, but I am acquainted with both of you... Did you confess your feelings and get rejected?"
"..." Xie Mulang remained silent for a long time before answering word by word: "No. I never confessed my feelings, and instead hurt Mr. Long."
Yun Wei remained silent upon hearing this.
He had too little information to know the details, but he guessed there must be a reason behind it.
He believed that Xie Mulang was a responsible and courageous man who wouldn't do such a thing without a reason. But now that things had come to this, the thought of Richard and Lorenz embracing each other yesterday made any words of comfort seem pale and powerless.
"I'm sorry, I'm really bad with words, I don't know how to comfort you." Yun Wei sighed. "I just hope you can be happier, but that's just other people's expectation, it doesn't really matter. Whether you're happy or depressed, just be at ease."
Xie Mulang replied sullenly, "I understand."
Seeing his reaction, Yun Wei sighed inwardly. He stopped bothering him, casually removed the wind curtain, and turned to look at the freely rolling clouds outside the window.
The merciless winter is gradually fading away, and the affectionate spring is quietly arriving. The clouds in spring are the most innocent and carefree, reflecting a faint luster under the sunlight, as if you could squeeze water out of them if you squeezed them.
On the other side of the colorful clouds lies the distant Dragon Island, a love story that never reached its happy ending. Even though it has departed, the resounding roar of the dragon can still be heard echoing from afar.
Feeling inspired, Yun Wei also picked up the paper and pen beside the table and casually wrote down the poetic thoughts that had been lingering for a short time.
Qin Lushu, who was sitting diagonally opposite him, noticed his actions.
The young man craned his neck to decipher what he had written, muttering to himself, "Inside and outside the window, there's a sea of clouds... Hmm, that's quite interesting. But Mr. Cloud, the cabin is dry and comfortable, so why is there a sea of clouds?"
Yun Wei folded the Xuan paper and put it away, smiling faintly without saying a word.
However, at that moment, the cloud boat suddenly rocked, and a huge object silently appeared outside the porthole on the other side, blocking out the bright spring sunshine.
The cabin went dark instantly, so much so that the constant lighting on the ceiling was automatically turned on.
Yun Wei and the others were terrified and quickly looked towards the other side of the porthole, only to see a huge eye hovering there.
Her silver eyes shone brightly, beautiful, mysterious, and strangely familiar.
There is only one silver dragon in the world, so who else could it be but Richard?
Before anyone could react, Richard suddenly disappeared from mid-air outside the window again.
The space inside the cabin rippled strangely, and then a silver-haired youth in brocade robes emerged from a fleeting crack.
Yun Wei noticed with absolute clarity that Xie Mulang, sitting opposite him, froze for a second.
"It's only been half a day, why are you all stunned? Could it be that I'm too handsome for you?" Richard curiously looked around the interior of the cloud boat before slowly sitting down next to Yun Wei.
His gaze swept over everyone, but he spared the black-clad swordsman.
Yun Wei asked with difficulty, "You... how did you get here?"
He had to work hard to control his facial muscles to prevent himself from showing an inappropriate smile.
"What, you dare not welcome me?" Richard's silver eyes flashed, and he proudly raised his chin at Yun Wei.
In that seemingly lost moment yesterday, through the gazing eyes of the Ancestral Dragons, Richard saw countless interwoven threads. These threads converged from each person and extended into the unknown void.
In that profoundly mysterious moment, he suddenly understood the true nature of these threads—
This is fate, the intricate and complex fate that intertwines everyone's destiny.
Everyone's fate is filled with densely packed footnotes, a mixture of joy and sorrow, and unpredictable ups and downs. But in that brief moment, he keenly noticed that the little mage standing in the corner was completely empty-handed.
If the wheel of fortune turns forever, then those who are not bound by fate will surely hold a spindle in their hands to weave threads. And if they wish to go further on their already begun journey, getting closer to this person is undoubtedly the best answer.
"Welcome, of course you're welcome." Yun Wei quickly regained his composure and casually made up a reason, "Sid didn't consider the possibility of someone invading through spatial magic, so this is a good direction for improvement."
After saying that, he picked up the notebook that recorded his experience using the cloud boat and pretended to take notes.
Richard then smiled with satisfaction.
Just then, he heard a clear voice from the other end: "Mr. Silver Dragon, I have a question I would like to ask you."
Richard immediately looked up at the young man with rosy lips and white teeth.
Under the scrutiny of those cold, vertical pupils, Qin Lushu couldn't help but shudder, and forced himself to ask, "Is it about the Silver Dragon Dew plant...?"
"You want to ask about that..." Richard lifted his eyelids, but asked in return, "Little kid, are you an adult?"
"Huh?" Qin Lushu was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously to confirm, "I'm an adult, of course I'm an adult!"
"Little XX" was Richard's exclusive nickname for them. For some reason, this capricious silver dragon rarely called them by their names, instead calling Yun Wei "little guy," Xie Mulang "little friend," and Vivian "little girl."
It's not that Yun Wei is overly sensitive, but the moment Richard called Qin Lushu "little kid," Xie Mulang's swaying was just too obvious.
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