Walker Of The Worlds

2747  Imperial Ocean Quay

Upon getting closer, Meng Bai was utterly mesmerized. The shoreline stretched endlessly before him, a breathtaking fusion of golden sand and the vast, shimmering ocean.

Beneath the crystalline waves, vibrant coral formations lay in a dazzling array, their hues shifting from fiery reds to deep blues and brilliant yellows. Long strands of seaweed swayed with the tide, their emerald fronds undulating in an elegant underwater ballet.

Closer to the shore, sand dollars, starfish, and tiny shrimp meandered through the shallows, mingling in a delicate dance of marine life. The beach was adorned with towering palm and coconut trees, their lush green leaves rustling gently in the breeze, bending as if in silent reverence to the sea. The salty scent of the ocean mixed with the fresh aroma of tropical flora, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.

"HAHAHA!" Meng Bai's laughter rang out as he sprinted across the warm sand and plunged into the inviting waters. He kicked up splashes, his excitement boundless, the waves playfully embracing him. The water was warm, its touch gentle yet exhilarating, and it wrapped around him like an old friend welcoming him home.

Watching the boy frolic, the three men couldn't help but smile.

"Ah, to be young again." Monk Hushu sighed, his serene expression reflecting a rare moment of nostalgia.

"It does seem like we made the right choice coming here," Lin Mu remarked, his gaze following Meng Bai's movements with a hint of amusement.