"Impossible, right? Liu Mengting is sure there are traces of life from Tang Ming here, how could he not be here?"
Sun Zhuangjia looked incredulously at the old madman.
"I haven't sensed any living person on the island."
The old madman's face was solemn as he replied.
"Could he be dead already?"
Sun Zhuangjia's expression stiffened.
"Miss, there's a wooden hut on the island with signs of someone living here."
At that moment, someone stepped forward to report.
"Quickly, lead us there!"
Su Xiaoxi immediately pulled Liu Mengting as they hurried over.
A group of people quickly ran into the island, arriving at their destination, where they saw remnants of a bonfire near the wooden hut, along with remnants of seafood and other food, indicating someone had lived here.
"Ugh, ugh, where are they, where are the people?"
Liu Mengting came out of the wooden hut holding a bracelet of Li Xiaoli's: "This is Xiaoli's item, Xiaoli and Tang Ming must have been here."
