In the secluded harbor of Blue Bay Island, dilapidated fishing boats quietly berthed.

The young fisherwoman raised her neck and sat on the eaves of the boat. She looked at the endless sea of flowers in the distance with a faint worry in her eyes. She couldn't help but ask her father, who was busy checking the instrument, "Dad, it's getting dark. Will Brother Mu stay here forever and not come back to Sheng Hua with us?"

The middle-aged man looked up and saw that ...