The ocean on the horizon still sparkles, like the other side of paradise, making people irresistibly want to get closer.
The ocean's moisture accompanied by the waves particularly captivated Yan Huan, stirring a desire to take a closer look.
"Do you want to take a walk by the sea?"
So, he asked.
"Sure..."
Ye Shiyu nodded in agreement, but there was a fence between where they were and the beach.
No one knew where the entrance was, and Yan Huan was too lazy to go around, so he just climbed over the fence in front of him.
He turned back to look at Ye Shiyu, only to see her standing there, touching the railing in front of her, and reaching out her hand to Yan Huan,
"Xiao Huan, you... can you help me down."
Today, it seemed that she was unusually frail.
It was hard to imagine that Master Ye, who used to spar with someone like Spencer, needed help getting over a fence today.
This truly is a world of change...
Philosopher Yan Huan thought so.
