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'Sigh~ Big Sister Duanmu, you really take me for a weakling~~' Huang Xiaolong said somewhat speechlessly, but found it amusing and didn't argue.
The name of the small island before them was rather elegant, 'Listening Wind Retreat'. It seemed to be a resting place for all sorts of heroes and geniuses.
It was also involved in some gatherings of genius circles on the Hidden Dragon List.
"Hehe~~ All right, Big Sister Duanmu, I've been a bit tired these days too. So, let's rest on this island for a few days. With Big Sister Duanmu covering me, I naturally fear nothing," Huang Xiaolong said with a devil-may-care smile.
"Of course," Duanmu Wei chuckled.
At that moment, Huang Xiaolong steered his flying sword and landed steadily on the island.
As night fell, the island's lights were soft and alluring, faint fragrances wafted through the air, and one could vaguely hear the sounds of string and wind instruments, creating a tranquil and comfortable environment.