In the blink of an eye, several months passed. The desolate island remained quiet and empty, with no sign of human activity. The surrounding sea was calm, as if it had been this way since time immemorial.
HUM!
A blue light emerged from the seabed, so dazzling it illuminated the surrounding waters with a crystal-clear light. It was a treasured mirror. Its radiance penetrated the depths of the sea, scouring every inch of the area.
WHOOSH!
The blue light flew back to the desolate island, landing in Yu Xiaolong's hands.
His face was pale when he opened his eyes. Seeing several pairs of eyes looking at him, he couldn't help but shake his head in resignation. Disappointment filled the faces of the others, and they sighed silently.
