Bo Yan nodded. "If you want to, anytime is fine."
Xia Siyu thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Forget it."
What she truly cherished wasn't this little island, but the feeling of breathing freely and unhindered.
However, Xia Siyu was never one to hide and avoid coming forward. She would rather take the initiative, face the fight head-on, than cower in a corner, trembling.
The experiences of the past two days were simply a brief respite after work. She wasn't one to hide behind others for protection, operating some secluded paradise far removed from the world. She was a warrior—if anyone wronged her, she would strike back immediately and charge forward for a frontal assault!
At that moment, the shuttle boat they had been waiting for arrived. Xia Siyu put on her sunglasses and mask, her demeanor instantly shifting from nostalgic to sharp and relentless. "Let's go."