"It existed before?"
Liang Qu pricked up his ears and used a spoon to scoop up a shrimp ball and put it into Su Guishan's bowl.
The Dragon Maiden pulled up a stool and listened closely, equally curious.
The history of the Dragon people isn't nearly as long as that of the Human Race, and they don't have the habit of recording history.
Most of the time, the various phenomena in the Great Marsh might not even be as clear to those living on its banks.
Today, Su Guishan was in a good mood and ate the shrimp ball Liang Qu passed him without playing coy.
"Cloud-Top Immortal Island, rumor has it, is a small fragment that split off from the bright moon above."
The bright moon?
Liang Qu couldn't help but look up.
June 5th.
The moon wasn't full.
A crescent hook emitting a cool silver glow made the courtyard seem as if mercury was flowing through it.
Cloud-Top Immortal Island, actually a fragment of the moon?
For a moment, deep awe welled up in his heart…
