The Sun Island.
Shi Yan and Xia XinYan went to a three-story stone house. In front of the house, the flowers and plants were luxuriant. The spiritual aura was dense, and some sunflowers were luminescent under the moonlight, which was quite peculiar.
Xia ShenChuan was standing among those sunflowers, clasping his hands behind his back, looking at the moonlight as if he was considering something.
Being the Master of the Xia family, Xia ShenChuan had been highly respected in the Endless Sea. However, on this Sun Island, no one had paid him a visit.
The other forces didn’t seem to know that the Head Master of the Xia family had also come to the Sun Island.
It was impossible to know when the people’s hearts would be cold or warm.
The Kyara Sea had been screwed, the Evil Wonderland had been treacherous, and the Yang Family had retreated.
