Holding onto the inflatable boat, they landed on this half of the island. The uncle waved his hand and returned the way he came.
The three soaked people held a fish, standing on the beach, still dazed.
There was still a GoPro on the helmet. Mu Qiu removed the hat and shook off the water. The photographers waiting on this side of the beach had already gathered around.
"Where should we go? Where to? What about the luggage?" Guan Yu asked while holding the fish.
Shu Ran used the face towel handed over by the staff to absorb the water on her face and body, pointing to the only road: "Are you blind? There's only one road here."
Guan Yu: "Sorry, my brain got soaked. Quick, quick, quick, let's go, it'll be bad if the fish dies."
Following the clearly visible entrance all the way up, trees and artificially transplanted bamboo line the route, keeping the beach and the heat outside.
