The pitch-black sky resembled a curtain of ink, gradually dyeing into a deep blue as countless stars dotted the expanse. A bright crescent moon hung high in the heavens, casting down a veil of silver moonlight.
Su Luo and the other three sat aboard the Wind-Crossing Boat, watching quietly as the estuary village receded into the distance.
Feng Xiyue could not help asking softly, "Su Luo, you just woke up not long ago. Why leave in such a hurry? Shouldn't you rest a bit longer?"
Chapter 71