C706 Beach Danger

The sun was setting.

Afterglow.

On a golden beach.

The tide was rising.

The tide was setting in.

Bring a wet man.

The sea breeze blew past recklessly, but he couldn't move the wet clothes off the man's body.

The man bent his face to the ground. No matter if it was his linen robes or his green face, many golden sand particles were stuck onto it.

This was a young man