A yacht approached from the distant lake surface.
The yacht gradually drew closer, and finally, at a certain moment, it docked.
At this time, everyone's gaze was directed towards the yacht.
From inside the yacht, a bewitching woman dressed in a red gown was the first to alight.
"Nangong Hong!" Upon her arrival, Ning City's Big Shot Guo Jun shouted, "You're not actually a martial artist, are you?"
"The rule for setting foot on the island today is that one must be a martial artist!"
Guo Jun had found Nangong Hong quite disagreeable the day before, feeling she had no right to be mentioned in the same breath as him, let alone sit together.
But yesterday was simply an evening banquet, and he couldn't say much.
However, today was different; today he had the right to speak up. There were explicit regulations in place, and Nangong Hong was not a martial artist.
