In the pitch-dark Mountain cave, there was a bonfire, which made the mountain cave warm. Outside the mountain cave, Zhang tie could even hear the sound of sea waves hitting the reef and the rustling of palm trees in the sea wind.
There was a golden roasted fish above the bonfire in the cave. It was the ocean jinkuang. The ocean jinkuang was being licked by the flames of the bonfire, and it was already sizzling with oil. A fragrance was also drifting in the cave.
Xia ping 'an was sitting in the cave, holding three realm beads that were shimmering with various colors in one hand. He was squinting his eyes and sizing up the three realm beads.
These three realm pearls were one of the spoils of war today.
