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Early morning.
The sky was blue, and the Dragon Race's sun hung high in the sky.
This sun made the sea shimmer, and it seemed as if there was a special medium penetrating it, reaching through the seawater, so that even the underwater cities thousands of meters deep had a faint glow.
On a certain island in the East Sea.
A courtyard identical to the one on Ning Zheng's side, with an ancient well in the yard.
"Fish Wine City, has been occupied?"
Jiao Wuyu, as the Island Master here, held a fishing rod and fished towards the well opening, which connected to the boundless sea below.
Splash!
She gave a tug on the fishing rod, and a lively big fish flew out.
"Occupied by bandits from outside the city? There's no need to check it out, as long as they follow the rules and pay tributes on time."
"Yes." The old man with a turtle shell on his back beside her silently retreated.
