Relying on his familiarity with this stretch of the sea, coupled with the scouting he had done the previous day, Gu Kaiyuan quickly located the island.
Looking at the dwarves lying on the beach, Bai Suihe curled her lips in disdain at their attire. Sure enough, they were a race without any cultural heritage. What on earth were they wearing? It was simply an eyesore.
Some unknown birds had landed on the beach, pecking at who-knows-what. The moment the family stepped off the boat, the birds were startled and flew away. However, they didn't go far, perching on nearby branches to observe the newcomers.
The weather was sweltering. Even though only a single night had passed, the poor hygiene of these people meant the area already reeked of a foul stench.
Gu Kaiyuan quickly led them around the beach, heading toward the small hill in the back. Spotting a trodden dirt path, he took the lead and walked ahead.
