Huang Yi and Dao Feng walked forward with the sunset, chatting as they went.
Gradually, they arrived at the beach of Sun Island. The sunset was almost gone, with more than half of it already hidden at the end of the horizon, looking from afar like a little fireball floating above the ocean.
The last few rays of golden afterglow sprinkled into the vast ocean, dyeing the waves a golden yellow, sparkling brilliantly.
"This feeling is so good." Dao Feng suddenly opened his arms, closed his eyes, and made a gesture as if embracing the sun.
Huang Yi sensed some implied meaning in Dao Feng's words, turned his head to glance at him, and asked, "What's going on?"
