Chapter 4 Section 2

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  A weary seagull retracted its faintly red claws as it glided across the azure sky. As daylight gradually broke, the waves seemed to receive some mysterious hint from the horizon and surged towards the shore with increasing ferocity, filling the air with the pungent smell unique to the ocean, reminiscent of rotting animal carcasses.

  Wearing a white dress, Fang Yuan stood at the edge of the beach, which was like a yellow jade belt, gazing out at the vast and mysterious sea, motionless, standing still like a statue, as if she had already merged with the beach.

  "Hey!" A sunny and handsome face suddenly appeared in Fang Yuan's eyes, "You're Fang Yuan, right? You look even more beautiful than your photos."

  Fang Wei slowly and reluctantly withdrew her gaze, carefully sizing up the sunny boy in front of her: "You are..."

  "Zeng Ying Jie! Zeng Guo Fan's Zeng, hero's Ying, hero's Jie." Zeng Ying Jie said with a smile, extending his hand without hesitation, "Let's shake hands and get to know each other. Once born, twice familiar, three times are good friends!"

  Fang Wan did not shake hands with Zeng Yingjie, but instead took a step back, deliberately pulling away from him: "You're the one who's a third-degree black belt in taekwondo?"

  Zeng Yingjie nodded heavily: "That's right, it's none other than me. Fang Yuan, a beautiful girl like you will definitely be targeted by perverts, so let me teach you some anti-pervert techniques."

  Having said that, Zeng Yingjie really walked forward, looking like he was serious.

  Fang Yuan hastily retreated, waving her hands repeatedly: "Thank you for your kind intentions! I don't want to learn Taekwondo. Besides, even if I studied Taekwondo hard, I couldn't defend against someone like you."

  Zeng Yingjie was taken aback: "Prevent someone like me? Why prevent me?"

  A bright and clear voice burst out laughing: "Idiot, can't you tell? Fang Yuan is pointing at the bald donkey and scolding the monk, saying that you're a pervert!"

  Behind Fang Yuan, a lean and strong young man walked out, his entire body seemed to be cast in iron, his dark bronze skin shining brightly under the morning sun.

  "It's you again, Wan Liao Hai!" Zeng Ying Jie gritted his teeth and said, "I've told you many times before, Wan Liao Hai, don't interrupt when I'm talking to a girl. Why do you never listen?"

  "I'm really sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't know that the 'pervert' you were referring to was actually you, sir. If I had known earlier..."

  "What will you do?" Fang Yuan and Zeng Yingjie asked in unison.

  "I'll beat him up so badly his own mother won't recognize him!"

  Zeng Yingjie glared at Wan Liao Hai with a fierce gaze, his neck reddening and veins bulging, yet he didn't dare to make a move or even retort.

  She turned her head to look at Zeng Yingjie, then looked at Wan Liao Hai, one hand holding Zeng Yingjie's hand and the other holding Wan Liao Hai's hand, putting their hands together. She smiled sweetly: "Alright, don't be angry anymore, I was just joking. We're all going on an adventure to Sea God Island, let's show some team spirit, we won't fight over such a small thing."

  Zeng Yingjie immediately continued: "Fang Yuan, I'm not that petty! Hey, isn't that Qiushui over there?"

  Fang Wan was clear in her mind that Zeng Yingjie must have had a past with Wan Liao Hai, and he wasn't as capable of fighting as he boasted. At least, the current Wan Liao Hai was several times stronger than him. But this kind of thing, it's better to be unclear about, exposing it would only lead to awkwardness.

  Not far ahead, the delicate and lovely Autumn Water was hurrying over with a large travel bag on her back, panting. Wan Liao Hai gave Zeng Ying Jie a cold glance, took big strides to welcome her, and without saying a word, took Autumn Water's travel bag from her.

  "I'm exhausted! Why did we agree to meet at this place!" Chūshuǐ pouted, her face bright red.

  "Because I like it!" said a girl wearing fashionable sunglasses and a purple long dress behind Qiushui.

  "Zi Die, you're here too!" Zeng Ying Jie smiled and walked up to greet her, wanting to help Zi Die with her luggage, but unexpectedly found that Zi Die had nothing in her hands.

  It turned out that behind Zǐ Dié, there was a short and stout man, with a round face, carrying Zǐ Dié's luggage, looking like a big rat stealing eggs, sweating profusely.

  Zi Die didn't look at Zeng Ying Jie directly, took off his sunglasses and looked down at Fang Yuan with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "You're the Fang Yuan they were talking about? Hmm, indeed... very beautiful!"

  It's audible that Zitian holds hostility towards Fangyuan. Perhaps, beautiful women are born enemies of each other. Nevertheless, she still calmly acknowledges that Fangyuan "is very pretty".

  Indeed, if Zitian is a purple rose, fragrant and bright, unparalleled; then Fangyuan is a white lotus flower, fresh and natural, with a kind of elegant and refined quality that transcends the mundane.

  "Little brother Zhou Guangming, everyone please take care of me, if there's anything just let me know." The short and stout Zhou Guangming looked back and forth between Fang Yuan and Qiu Shui with a pair of eyes that made people feel very uncomfortable.

  "Scram!" Zi Die's face was not pleasant as she spoke to Zhou Guangming, as if scolding a servant.

  Zhou Guangming didn't dare to talk back, as if he had long been used to it, and slipped away behind someone else with a dejected look.

  "Look quickly, the boat is coming!" exclaimed Qiū Shuǐ excitedly.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, a white yacht appeared on the horizon, standing out particularly in the azure sea.

  The purple butterfly faced Fang Yuan, opened her mouth, seemed to want to say something, but finally didn't say it out loud, and only let out a cold "hmm" before turning around and leaving.

  Wan Liao Hai's opponent smiled and said, "Don't mind her, she's always like that. Actually, Purple Butterfly is not a bad person, it's just that her temper is too bad."

  "Nothing." Fang Yuan picked up her travel bag and walked over slowly.

  "Come on, I'll help you carry it." Wan Liao Hai stretched out his hand.

  "No need. I can handle things myself and don't like to trouble others."

  Before long, the yacht docked.

  Chen Feng jumped out of the yacht and bounced all the way to Zitian's face.

  "Little Butterfly, sorry about that, I'm late and kept you waiting. Come on in quickly! Where's your luggage? Zhou Baozi, hurry up and bring it over!"

  "No, I just arrived too." Zǐ Dié smiled slightly and pointed at Fang Yuán, "It's that one who has been waiting for a long time."

  Chen Feng seemed to have just seen Fang Yuan, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Fang Yuan! You're here! Come in quickly! Liao Hai, Qiu Shui, Ying Jie, everyone come in quickly."

  Six people entered in a line.

  "Uncle Quan, set sail quickly!"

  Quan Shu was a sailor who steered the yacht, over fifty years old, with dark skin and a sharp appearance. However, at this moment, he stared blankly at the end of the sea, as if lost in thought.

  "What's wrong? Uncle Quan, why aren't you starting the boat?" Chen Feng's discontented voice.

  "Maple, have you thought it through? Are you sure you want to go to Sea God Island?"

  "Nonsense! Didn't I tell you already? We're going to stay on the Sea God Island for seven days. You take us there and come back to pick us up after seven days!"

  "But..."

  Quan Shu hadn't finished speaking when Zitian interrupted him: "Hey, Chen Feng, since when did your dad arrange a guardian for you?"

  Chen Feng's face was somewhat unsteady, and he emphasized his tone: "Quan Shu, if you don't want to go, then get off the boat! I can also drive myself to Haishen Island!"

  Quan Shu sighed and didn't speak again. He started the engine and the yacht swayed back and forth as it headed into the depths of the ocean.

  Fang Wan didn't rest in the living room with others, but went to the driver's cabin to chat with Quan Shu. She always felt that Quan Shu's expression was a bit strange just now.

  "Uncle Guan!"

  "Girl, why don't you go with your friends and come here to accompany this old man instead?" It seems that Uncle Quan is quite a talker.

  "I want to ask you, why don't you want us to go to Sea God Island?"

  Quan Shu's eyes dimmed, as if muttering to himself: "Hai Shen Island? What Hai Shen Island, it's clearly a wicked spirit island!"

  "Evil Spirit Island!" Fang Yuan was startled, "You're saying that on that island, strange things have happened before?"

  "It's not just strange! It's downright terrifying, no, it's terrifying to the extreme! We people of the sea have always avoided that place. The older generation says that the Evil Spirit Island is inhabited by a thousand-year-old evil spirit that delights in human blood. If there's no human blood, they drink animal blood, bird blood, fish blood... That place has always been a forbidden zone at sea, where outsiders are not allowed to approach."

  Under the scorching sun, Fang Yuan suddenly felt a chill. She deliberately smiled: "Quan Shu, you just said that it's just a legend. There are many such legends among the people."

  Quan Shu hummed coldly and stared at Fang Yuan with his eyes wide open, saying word by word: "Girl, that's not just a legend, my grandfather saw it with his own eyes! He would never lie to me!"