Chapter 58

I dwell in the northern sea, you in the southern, I send wild geese with letters, but none can reach you. Spring breeze, peaches and plums, a cup of wine, Rivers and lakes, night rain, ten years of lamplight. "Ming Feng, you're back." Jiang Qianyue tossed what was in his hand to his travel-worn subordinate who had just hurried back. "Good timing, take a look at this." Ming Feng unfolded his hand, revealing an oval-shaped bead. "I know... this thing... this is," Ming Feng cupped the luminous bead in his hands, saying softly as if with a sigh, "Merfolk tears—it is a Shark Pearl." My people...