Time flowed on like water, silent and soundless. In the blink of an eye, nearly five years passed.
Serpentwing Lake. Brightheart Island.
Brightheart was the name which Ji Ning had given this island in the center of the lake. The island had multiple buildings constructed atop it, and the formerly desolate island had been made into a beautiful place, like an unearthly utopia. It was currently at the changing of seasons from spring to summer, and all sorts of flowers were blooming and eye-catching. After careful arrangements by some servants, they appeared all the more beautiful and captivating.
"Big Sis Autumn Leaf, Big Sis Autumn Leaf." A youth dressed in blue clothes ran over while shouting.
Autumn Leaf, who had been boiling a kettle of tea, turned to look. Laughing, she said, "Bluestone, your archery lessons have concluded? Did your Master Blindfish rebuke you?"
