Same afternoon.
Ancient Cyan Sea, Mieyue Main Island.
The great battle has ended, and this beautiful island, as usual, boasts its azure sea and blue sky, with a gentle breeze. The majestic yet charming scenery is enchanting.
Wang Zhifan and Mie Xiyue walk along the coast, stepping through the crystal waves that barely reach their ankles, savoring the private time that belongs just to them.
"Fan, although we've known each other for so long, this seems to be only the second time we've strolled along the seaside together."
At this moment, the Dragon Maiden appears slightly downcast; she's obviously not very happy, yet she doesn't show it, uttering words devoid of emotion.
"Yes… Before the battle, I came here once, and then as the battle started, there was no more leisure time like this."
Wang Zhifan responds casually, his tone equally low.
