The marvel of the flying ship, once you step on the deck, gives you a fleeting sense that you might just reach out and touch the firmament.
The sky over the Hundred Battles Ruins is a deep, desolate azure.
Cracks crisscross it, and up close, you can't help but feel a creeping fear of being drawn into an endless void by one of them.
Ji Yang stepped onto the deck of the unanchored ship, couldn't help but let out an "Ah."
This made Golden Abacus laugh heartily again.
Moreover, among the maids lined up on either side of the spacious deck, one girl also stifled a giggle.
The girl was conveniently at the head of the maid line on the left.
When she laughed, the other maids couldn't hold back either, bowing their heads or turning their faces, sneaking glances at Ji Yang, giggling in a cascade of laughter.
The maids on the deck were all young, vibrant, and exceptionally beautiful.
