An Ning's destination was clear. After hearing Feng Xiaoyu's father's legend about the Immortal, she was even more certain that her master had once lived here.
She was very curious.
It wasn't just curiosity; she felt a natural sense of affinity for this place.
"My father always brought me here at night. He had a little notebook with the dates we were allowed to visit written inside."
Feng Xiaoyu became more talkative, explaining that if a date wasn't written in her father's notebook, they wouldn't be able to come here.
"It's amazing. If we came on a day that wasn't appointed, the island would be completely shrouded in a thick fog, and boats wouldn't be able to get through."
"The people in our village always said this island was unlucky, that it had a malevolent aura. But my dad told me that wasn't true. He said the one here was our family's benefactor."
