Tang Mo peered through the air surrounding her, and then through the seawater beyond the glow, witnessing a magnificent sight.
She had originally imagined the world beneath the sea to be mysterious and silent, like a taciturn old man.
But that wasn't the case at all. Humanity had burdened the unknown depths with too much solemnity; in reality, the undersea world was far more lively, colorful, and charming.
Tang Mo watched as schools of small, colorfully-patterned fish swam past her.
She also saw countless cute little creatures, most of which she had never seen or heard of before and certainly couldn't name.
They didn't seem afraid of her, even tentatively hovering just outside her sphere of light.
The deeper she sank, the more beautiful the scenery became. If the sights above were charming, then the sights below were magnificent and majestic.
