Blue skies, white clouds, golden sands.
Ogrande leaned lazily by the window, gazing at the rolling waves outside, and yawned out of sheer boredom. The Golden Bay she looked upon no longer resembled its former dilapidation; instead, it flourished with vibrant scenes. Buildings old and decrepit had been torn down, replaced by brand-new structures teeming with bustling crowds. Witnessing this sight, Ogrande couldn't help but reminisce about the time she first came here to adventure with Fang Zheng and the others.
"It feels almost like a dream..."