Lin Feng and his women lingered by the sea far longer than they had intended.
Laughter echoed along the shoreline as they swam through the clear waters, their figures weaving gracefully beneath the waves.
From time to time, splashes erupted as playful chases broke out, the atmosphere light and unrestrained.
Soon, a small fire was lit on the shore, and the scent of freshly grilled fish filled the air.
The women gathered around him, chatting and smiling as they enjoyed the meal together.
It was only when the sky began to darken, painted in hues of crimson and gold, that they finally decided to return.
With a wave of her hand, Yun Wanqing summoned a flying boat from her storage ring.
The elegant vessel rose into the air, carrying them smoothly across the vast sky.
Below them, the land stretched endlessly, while above, the first stars of the night began to flicker into existence.
By the time they reached Clear Moon City, dusk had settled in completely.
