Hera stood steadily on the blue tray, her cheeks completely restored.
A blue bracelet and an amber necklace emerged from within her body.
She looked around and, seeing that she was on the ocean, asked...
"Why don't you just go back to the ground? Is it because you're not capable enough?"
"What you said is a bit..." Lin Wushuang subconsciously wanted to retort, but feeling the still faint pain in the wound on her shoulder, she forcibly held back.
Then he turned his head to look at Ye Yiqing.
Ye Yiqing looked at the photo in her hand, then, after a keen observation, casually tossed it aside, gently smiled, and spoke softly.
"Don't you want to know the meaning of your life?"
"Yes, could your Lord be here?"
“That’s right.” Ye Yiqing nodded with a smile. “He’s waiting for us here right now.”
As he spoke, he pointed in one direction.
Hera looked up and saw a figure sitting on the turbulent sea, fishing.
Is that the one?
"Yes, that's right." Ye Yiqing's gaze towards that place began to turn reverent.
Lin Wushuang also used her timely manipulation skills to prepare to drag the group closer to the figure.
Before they could even move, as the waves surged up, the figure had already appeared in front of them.
The moment he appeared, Ye Yiqing quickly and respectfully knelt on one knee.
Lin Wushuang hesitated for a moment, then gave a slight bow.
Nanming, however, turned his head away, his eyes revealing undisguised disgust.
Hera blinked her beautiful peach-pink eyes as she gazed at the man sitting on the bench fishing.
"You look just like someone from the Southern Ming Dynasty."
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