Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
After Ye Wanwan finished speaking, Haitang’s expression shifted minutely. “Um… why?”
Ye Wanwan was silent for a long while.
“Haitang… you don’t need to know too much about this matter. Just do as I say. I need to test it out,” Ye Wanwan finally replied.
“Alright, I understand,” Haitang agreed. “Then I’ll go back to make preparations now.”
“Thank you.” Ye Wanwan nodded lightly.
Seconds after Haitang left, a soft voice came from behind Ye Wanwan. “Xiao Feng, long time no see.”
This voice was both strange and incredibly familiar to her.
Ye Wanwan reflexively turned around.
The man wore a fleeting smile on his face as he looked at Ye Wanwan with his long and narrow eyes.
This man before her emitted a scholar’s aura from his bones.
“Brother Ziran?!”
Ye Wanwan was startled briefly when she saw the man but quickly regained her wits.
Of course she wasn’t unfamiliar with this man. He was her sworn brother, Wen Ziran.
“It really is you.”
Wen Ziran chuckled lightly before walking toward Ye Wanwan.
Soon, Wen Ziran stopped in front of Ye Wanwan. “Your voice hasn’t changed all these years, but I wonder if your appearance has changed.”
“It hasn’t changed. It’s almost the same,” Ye Wanwan answered with a smile.
In Ye Wanwan’s memory, Wen Ziran was blind in both eyes from birth and couldn’t see anything.
“When did you get captured here, Brother Ziran?” Ye Wanwan asked the man with a frown.
Although First Elder from the Fearless Alliance previously hypothesized this, Ye Wanwan didn’t expect to actually see Wen Ziran in here.
“Not too long ago… But that’s unimportant. You, however—where did you go all these years? Why did you leave the Fearless Alliance without a word?” Wen Ziran asked.
Ye Wanwan didn’t explain in detail.
Since Ye Wanwan and Wen Ziran hadn’t seen each other for a long time, they conversed quite a bit after finding a spot to sit.
Ye Wanwan and Wen Ziran had known each other for more than 10 years, so she knew him very well. Considering Wen Ziran’s strength, if he wasn’t blind, he definitely wouldn’t have been captured in this kind of place.
After learning about Ye Wanwan’s plan, Wen Ziran was startled. If it was as she said, it wouldn’t be long before they could successfully leave this island.
“Actually, I don’t think the Martial Arts Union holds any ill intentions towards the people they captured on this island,” Wen Ziran quietly said to Ye Wanwan after a long while.
Ye Wanwan furrowed her brows when she heard that. Wen Ziran’s thoughts were similar to Ji Xiuran’s.
“The majority of the people imprisoned on this island are people who’ve brazenly rejected the Direct Line’s invitation, so I don’t think this could be that coincidental… Furthermore, the Martial Arts Union most likely wouldn’t capture us for no reason,” Wen Ziran explained.
Ye Wanwan neither refuted nor agreed with this.
She was still clueless about the Martial Arts Union’s possible objectives right now.
There was one notable point though. The act of capturing everyone to this island, restricting their freedom, and imprisoning them without a deadline wasn’t kind at its roots.
“Say, don’t tell me you don’t want to leave?” Ye Wanwan glanced at Wen Ziran.
Wen Ziran shook his head and chuckled. “How could that be? Who would want to be imprisoned on this island? Leaving is the best option, of course.”
“I’m very curious about how you were captured to this place with your strength?” Ye Wanwan asked him.
“Actually, you can’t call it ‘being captured’.” Wen Ziran shook his head. “I previously accepted a mission where I was supposed to investigate this island. Before I entered the island though, I ran into the members of the Martial Arts Union who were guarding the island boundaries and I was tricked onto the island.”
Ye Wanwan: “…”
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