After drifting across the seas for two to three months, the ship bearing the Western Constellations Palace's lantern had finally reached the oceanic border between Suppressing Second Hall and Suppressing Third Hall.
Even though Miao Yi seemed calm, his heart was filled with excitement as he stood on the ship's upper deck for a whole day, gazing into the distance as he thought, 'I'm back! I've finally made it back alive!'
"Little Brother! We're almost at your place. We should get ready to alight soon." Yan Beihong came up to the upper deck as well, waving a jade archive with the map of the sea in his hands.
It was evident that Yan Beihong was also feeling a little excited. After all, he had left his two handmaidens here as well.
