Ao Song giggled, "Sister Ruozhu, you're hilarious."
"I really saw it with my own eyes." Bai Ruozhu laughed, "I'm not exaggerating. Back in the day, a member of the Golden Wings Clan was cursed by someone who didn't know his real identity. Later, when his clansmen found him, he was truly unlucky wherever he went."
Her smile widened, "Sitting on my boat not only brought storms but also broke my mast. Later, when he didn't want to drag everyone down and tried to fly away, he ended up getting struck by lightning."
Ao Song couldn't help but chuckle, but there was also a hint of sympathy, "That person is really unfortunate. What happened to him later?"
"The astrologers broke his curse, and he went back to the island with his clansmen." Bai Ruozhu said.
"The island?" Ao Song thought the name was quite peculiar.
