C68 The Death of Gold

Natsuya's cool breeze brought fresh air to the island, blowing away the thick smell of seawater that was drifting about inside the Prayer.

The fresh air made the passengers walk out of the cabin one after another. At this moment, the large screen in the viewing hall had also been moved to the deck.

Hsiao Dafu occupied a table by himself. Two cute rabbit ears were tied to his head