It was evening in Darkness Port.
The coastal route was blessed by the comfortable sea breeze and a fascinating sunset.
All kinds of interesting stalls were open and many carts were selling local delicacies. There were couples holding hands, strolling down the route, and there were senior citizens taking a break while enjoying the breeze.
It was peaceful and calm at the same time.
At the end of the coastal route was the entrance to the cabin area.
Tang Ling was on the clock. Before he came out from Dvesha Moha, he shamelessly borrowed 20 Black Wind coins from Ding Ling and promised to return 21 Black Wind coins in order to secure his riding fee.
The deck area was huge. If he were to travel by foot, he would have to spend the entire hour walking without reaching his destination.