"Whoosh~"
"Snap!"
The meteor's light swept across the sky, exploding into a burst of intense yellow flames in the darkness; hundreds of streams of light fell, briefly illuminating the Great Marsh.
The fisherman propping up the bamboo pole straightened his back, with his sweat-drenched face faintly aglow.
A few children, entrusted by their fellow villagers, held hands to steady themselves and stood at the bow of the boat, looking out excitedly.
"Let's move on as well."
As the play ended, the audience dispersed in twos and threes, while the circle of fishing boats spread out like a net, drifting in all directions across the Great Marsh, tethered by the fireworks.
Liang Qu watched for a moment, uttered a farewell to the road, and stood up with Xiang Fangsu to bow to the group of village elders.
Long Yao and Long Li stood on either side, respectfully bowing with the heads of households who came forward to greet them, their cheeks gradually losing their blushed radiance.
