Du Yu had never expected that Qingci's quest for homeland would feel so long.
The passage of time is, of course, precise—every single minute, every single second, neither extends nor shortens.
But after Qingci searched one sea after another, enduring disappointment time and again, this journey home truly felt endless.
South of Yunnan Province—on the open sea, thousands of kilometers away.
"Puh~"
The once-calm sea suddenly surged with rolling waves.
And then, an enormous dragon boat burst out from the water, stirring up a tempestuous wave.
"Sss..." The dragon's roar, which should've been resounding and noble, sounded unprecedentedly desolate in Du Yu's ears.
On the celestial cyan tortoise shell, Du Yu cradled the Blood Coral in his arms, his expression deeply conflicted.
Through the contract, he gently comforted her, "Don't be sad, Qingci.
Let's search some more, let's keep looking."
