The voice sounded slightly hoarse and weathered, like an old man.
Everyone stopped in their tracks and turned to see another man disembarking from the boat. He was short and nimble on his feet, his trousers rolled up to his knees, looking like an old sailor who frequently worked on boats.
The young men from earlier were all trailing behind the old man, their demeanor completely respectful.
Upon reaching the shore, the old man grinned at Bai Youwei, "Young lady, don't be afraid! Our island is very safe, there are no dolls, and no people-eating fog. You will be safe there and need not worry about food or lodging. It's practically like your life before, barring the lack of internet connection."
Bai Youwei kept up her act, her face full of anxiety as she asked, "But...once on the island, will anyone bully me and my brother?"
She seemed genuinely frightened, her pitiful look compounding as she clung onto the corner of Shen Mo's clothes.
