The necessary preparations and items have been basically arranged.
The scenery on this day is just right, and the wind is favorable, making it an excellent time to set sail.
At Nanhai Bay, before a large ship, a group of people arrived.
The leader, riding a White Tiger, with a hovering eagle circling overhead, was none other than Su Mo.
Yang Xiaoyun sat in his arms.
Yu Shengnan sat behind them.
Fu Han Yuan followed on horseback, alongside other brothers from the escort agency.
Liu Mo, Hu Sandao, Xu Lu, Xiao Chuan, and others were among them.
Zhen Xiaoxiao was running slowly, bringing up the rear, each step causing the ground to shake.
In her hands, she held two people.
A man and a woman, though their clothes were clean, their faces bore a touch of melancholy.
These two were none other than the pair who set off from Nanhai for Donghuang a year ago.
This time, Su Mo wanted not only the information from them about Nanhai but also planned to bring them along.
