Crisis in Nine Dragons Island

The first wisp of sunlight was rising from the East horizon as Tang Xiu woke up from his sleep. He looked at Zhang Xinya who was still soundly asleep with a rosy complexion before he reached over to grab his mobile phone on the bedside counter and looked at the dozens of unanswered calls on it.

"Huh? Long Zhengyu?"

Brows wrinkled, Tang Xiu put on clean clothes with a puzzled expression. He didn't even take the time to shower and just headed to the living room instead to call back.

His call just rang twice before it got picked up, followed by Long Zhengyu's hushed voice, "We got an accident here on Nine Dragons Island, Tang Xiu."

The news made Tang Xiu's expression change and he asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"