221 Landing on the Island

"What's this?" Beside the milky-white speedboat, Jiang Baimian saw the town guards following Han Wanghuo push four bicycles over.

Han Wanghuo looked into the distance—at the lake dyed in golden sunlight—sniffed in the cold and humid winter wind, and smiled. "There's still quite a distance to the temple after you get ashore on the island. It's not wise to waste time on the road. A few of our town guards came up with a plan to lend you a few bicycles for transportation."

It was obvious that a small and simple speedboat couldn't carry a car.

Shang Jianyao was deeply moved by his words and seemed like he would shout 'brother' at any moment.

Jiang Baimian pinched the mask on her face before he could and jested, "It's rare for all of you to be so generous."