Lord Ye finally understood why he couldn't leave, why he needed a submarine. By then, he was already sitting inside a Shark-brand submarine, watching his dear Mermaid skillfully operate the vehicle. They left the place known as the palace and entered a sea that was not pitch black.
Before his eyes, he could still see beautiful corals, serving as a temporary art installation, much like the green belts on either side of a road on land.
The pearls that were even larger than footballs, were just as casually suspended like street lamps on a road.
If those pearls were to be auctioned off at an auction meeting, their value would be immeasurable, yet in this underwater city, they were merely common ornaments.
Just... What kind of place was this?