The Rising Clouds Commerce’s team was attracted by the bonfire’s light, and they had not expected to see Huang Xiaolong when they got close enough. All of them were surprised, and there was a hint of joy on Yun Fanger’s face as she increased her speed.

“It’s you, Young Master Long!” From afar, Yun Fanger had already greeted, and the joy in her voice was obvious.

Huang Xiaolong smiled slightly, as he nodded at Yun Fanger in greeting. It was fate, ah. 

It had not been long since Huang Xiaolong had bid farewell to them. Although it was not really surprising that they met again, and there were many directions and islands one could have gone to in the vast World River. Hence, meeting again was considered as fateful. 

The crimson-haired young man, Chen Junhong, turned gloomy after seeing the joy on Yun Fanger’s face upon spotting Huang Xiaolong. One of the motivations that he, a disciple of one of the Alien...