"Divine Temple?"
Hearing what Zhang Songkang said, a trace of doubt flashed in both Yan Ya and Yan Tong's eyes.
"From our side, it does look a bit like the layout of a Dragon Country temple."
"But judging from the patterns and colors on the outer walls, it shouldn't belong to either Buddhism or Taoism…"
Yan Jun nodded slightly and chimed in.
As people on the deck called out to their friends, more and more people squeezed onto the deck, all curiously looking at that blood-colored building.
Some even directly took out their phones and recorded the scene before their eyes.
"That little island is uninhabited. How did a building suddenly appear there?"
"So strange! I sailed this route just last month, and there was nothing there."
"Forget last month, I was here just yesterday, and I still didn't see that building."
"What's that supposed to mean? Did this building just suddenly appear?"
"Fuck! This is way too fantastical, isn't it?"
