Chapter 488 - Face Slapping! (2/2)

Wu Zhangkong shot him a dark look. “I'll save some for you to eat later tonight. Sea G.o.d's Island is already having a tough time accommodating your stomach.”

Each food item on the island was a handpicked delicacy. Even Zhen Hua would be satisfied with the food here. But not Tang Wulin. His appet.i.te was monstrous. The island had enough supplies to easily accommodate one more resident, but adding one Tang Wulin was a whole different story. He alone could eat for well over ten people.

Tang Wulin left the house in resignation. The sky was painted in hues red and orange, dusk settling in. He took in a deep breath, enjoying the taste of clean, fresh air. It filled him with vigor. He had eaten half his fill, just enough so that he didn't feel hunger's brush.

He strolled around the island, heading for the densest, thickest areas of vegetation. The stronger nature's embrace, the more at ease he felt.

Uncle-master said the most efficient way to cultivate was to surround myself with all this green. There should be plenty of places like that on Sea G.o.d's Island.

He paused for a second. Like this place. It's not bad. Oh, and over there's pretty good too.

Amidst his wandering, Tang Wulin had walked his way deep into the island. Though the land itself didn't stretch far since it was contained within a lake, the thick and ancient vegetation made it hard to traverse.

As he trekked onward, Tang Wulin encountered several forbidden areas, dodging past them like a scurrying animal. He didn't dare intrude. This was Sea G.o.d's Island.

Laughter like the tinkling of bells. Before he knew it his feet took him toward the source of the familiar voice. After pus.h.i.+ng away a branch obstructing his view, he gasped, struck surprised by the steep cliff in front of him, over twenty meters in height. Two thick vines hung down it, a makes.h.i.+ft swing at the bottom.

On the swing sat a handsome young man, his robes pressed neat, his posture impeccable. He looked to be in his late twenties, and from what Tang Wulin could discern, carried a gentle touch to his gaze. Tang Wulin didn't recognize him. He didn't sense a hint of power on the man either, and entertained the thought that he might be an ordinary person.

Tang Wulin's gaze moved, and he blinked when he finally registered the other stranger. A woman who sat on the man's lap. She had her arms around his neck as she leaned on his shoulder, a warm smile on her lips. She was the source of the laughter.

Despite the lack of breeze or other external force, the swing gently swung back and forth. A real fairytale couple.

Tang Wulin gulped, stunned. He didn't know the man's ident.i.ty, but the woman was someone he would never forget. The Holy Spirit Douluo Yali! A woman even his uncle-master respected!

At that moment, the swing came to a stop. The man smiled at Yali. “Looks like we have a young visitor. He seems startled. Let's get going.”

Yali blushed furiously as she glanced at Tang Wulin. She waved her hand and disappeared with the man in a flash of light.

The swing teetered in place from their abrupt disappearance. If not for that, Tang Wulin would have thought his eyes had been playing tricks on him. He still couldn't believe what he had just seen. The ill.u.s.trious Holy Spirit Douluo had sat on a man's lap, giggling like an innocent school girl!

Tang Wulin swallowed. He immediately spun on his heel toward Zhuo s.h.i.+'s house. He felt like he just saw something he shouldn't have.

But just as he walked, he caught sight of silver hair and a brush of red. Isn't that the girl from earlier?

The twilight hour did nothing to hide her beauty. In fact, she shone more brilliantly than ever.

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