Puxiu's pain gradually eased as they sailed away from the shattered Lennon Islands.
The dark Mist of Strangeness engulfed the sea as night descended.
Lu Li and the others stayed in the Captain's Cabin while the Believers sheltered in the upper deck's suites,
cleaning the area around Puxiu's wounds. After drying them, Lu Li bandaged the wounds. Once they left the Lennon Islands' waters, the wounds became ordinary and would scab and heal within a few days.
Lu Li also bore a mark around his waist, like a fine line that could be ignored.
Their stay on the island was short, and the power of The Shattered Islands did not have a profound impact on them.
"I'm fine now! Mr. Luli can come into my dreams tonight!"
To show his health, Puxiu climbed onto a wooden chair and jumped down again.
Because they were testing Lu Li's Dreamwalker abilities, both Puxiu and Ophelia went to bed early.
