Wufu was completely unaware of the distant storm rolling towards her, even if she knew, it was beyond her reach to stop it, and what she was concerned with now was the unique storm brewing secretly before her.
Since the first day at sea, everything seemed calm and quiet. Apart from two light showers, even the wind wasn't strong, and the sea was extremely calm.
But the calmer it was, the more cautious it made Wufu, as she was now.
It was dusk, the orange sun descended slowly over the ocean, the sky was filled with golden red clouds spread across the horizon, red to the extent they resembled gold, illuminating the entire sea as if sprinkled with gold, so dazzling that one couldn't look away.
The sun had already reached the ocean's surface, the fiery clouds grew even more golden and dazzling, seagulls cried as they circled low over the sea, and one or two flew right across the sun, creating a beautiful silhouette.
