Shen Sui looked at the beautiful view in front of him.
On the ancient bridge with thousands of years of history, there was no weed, just bare, reflecting magical colors under the gentle light.
Shen Sui's small boat passed under the bridge, and a crisp chirp sounded in his ear.
The bird chirped happily, although it was already autumn, there was a kind of springtime allure, as if calling for a lover nearby.
The gentle flow of water passed by on both sides of the boat.
Shen Sui reached out to feel the moisture of the water, and the river in late autumn still carried the warmth of summer.
The chirping of birds in his ear grew more urgent.
Hmm, need to speed up.
Shen Sui thought to himself.
The small boat followed the river, heading towards the duel venue.
"Ah, so this is the world Claude lived in?" Freymia hugged Shen Sui from behind, her intense presence impossible for Shen Sui to ignore, "It seems quite peaceful."
"It won't be peaceful for long." Shen Sui sighed and said.
