The night wind blows across the North Sea.

The lights on Imperial Soldier Mountain dimmed.

In a silent world, Wang Shengxiao sat on the lord's platform, looking at the windy and calm North Sea, and subconsciously tightened the coat on his body.

Time to move into October.

At a time when the weather in the south is just about to welcome cooler weather, the North Sea is already getting cold.

A jug of wine was placed beside him, the wine was already at the bottom, ...