Powerful Farmer
Ice palace.

Uncle We led the flight to the North, there were no more attacks during the flight, the flying mount landed on the outskirts of a huge lake, there seemed to be an island in the distance, the air felt very cold in that place.

Uncle We took out a boat from his space ring, it was a boat using a rower. Joan smiled looking at the boat and she also took out a Speedboat from her dimension room.

Uncle We was astonished by the boat that Joan had put out, such a boat he had never seen anywhere. Uncle We put his boat in the water, twelve of his remaining men immediately boarded the boat, Joan and her group also boarded their boat, Joan put spirit stones in the engine room of the boat.

Uncle We was astonished because he did not find a rower on Joan's boat. He did not understand how the boat could run without a rower.

Uncle We pointed his finger towards the island, his men immediately rowed the boat, yet he had no time to lower his hand. Joan's boat immediately shot up at high speed leaving Uncle We's boat still on the edge of the lake, in just two incense sticks (one incense stick is about fifteen minutes), joan's boat had reached the island while Uncle We's boat was still on its way.

Uncle We was really fascinated and wanted such a boat, he wanted to learn it in order to make it in his spare time.

Luckily Joan understood her point, leaving a boat for her when they returned from that place.

Joan did not understand why she did not just fly to the island rather than take a boat.

Uncle We explained that there was a power on the island that could freeze the bodies of the flying mounts so that they could not air above the island. That's why they use boats to go to the island.

After getting off the boat, Uncle We kept his boat back in his space ring. He led them to walk into the island. Surprisingly, the island was completely covered by snow, different from the land on the edge of the lake, although the air was cold but there was no snow there.

Joan thought there must be a large formation on the island that made the place snowy.

Is the island really where his parents were imprisoned? Joan did not see a single guard they had met that far.

"Why isn't there a single guard here uncle".

"Oh that's not necessary, because there's an illusionary formation that they're placing here, so if people don't know the secret of this place. They're just gonna go around in these snowfields".

Indeed, as far as the eye can see, on the island only visible white snow cover extends to the edge of the island.

"Why uncle can know".

"It just so happens that because the old master built this formation and the young master knew the key to this formation, he had also told me about the key to unlocking this formation".

"Huh".

Joan and her group looked foolishly in response to Uncle We's remark. If they knew the key to the formation, what was the point of this formation.

"Ha ha ha, indeed the young master and mistress are often in and out of this place, they sometimes take a walk out but they will return to this place, this cold palace was already their own backyard but the foolish king always thought that he had already imprisoned the young master and mistress ".

"That's because they're waiting for you, they don't know where to look for you but they believe that the lady will definitely look for them, later if you meet them, you'll understand by yourself".

Uncle We said calmly. Of course Joan still did not understand but she did not want to ask that any further. They walked continuously amidst that vast expanse of snow, when they had already walked for half the island, Uncle We ordered them to stop, he made a series of movements with his hands and...

"Young"

The ground trembled for a moment, then like magic, a palace appeared before them. Uncle We pulled out a small bell in front of the door, a guard opened the door and let them in, it seemed like the guard knew Uncle We well.

Inside the palace were how many guards as well as servants.

"They're all young masters".

Uncle We said to Joan. Joan's group was astonished to hear that, how the place of detention instead became a villa of rest for prisoners there and it turns out that there are only young master Arthur and his mistress Yoan, only, Joan thought that the king of Sendawar still had a good heart. Maybe someone has already incited it.

A servant invited them to sit in the living room, strangely though the palace was called a cold palace but the temperature within the palace was warm so that the tea served still remained hot after a while.

Waiting for a while, the maid came along with a middle-aged man and woman. The man was quite handsome and still looked gallant in his age which looked around forty years old, the woman also still looked beautiful and had a well-proportioned body that was pleasing to the eye.

The man and the woman stood looking at Joan, and there was a similarity in the profile of her face to Joan, as Joan saw her own face.

Joan stood up from her seat, she wanted to call the woman "mother" but her tongue felt like she could only stand up, silent but his heart was sure that this woman before him was his mother only he did not know whether this was his mother in this world or his mother in his previous world.

The woman finally stepped her feet toward Joan, the man still standing in her place with his eyes still fixed on Joan. Standing in front of her, the woman pulled Joan in her arms, Joan was a little flabbergasted but at last she also hugged the woman, they cried in silence.

Calming her heart she distanced herself a little from Joan, looking at her face as if to make sure that the young woman before her was truly the child she longed for. As she looked in Joan's right ear for a small birthmark she knew, she was now completely convinced that Joan was her son, her biological child.

"I'm sorry, son, it's been making you suffer all this time".

He whispered softly to Joan, and she turned to him and called him.

"Dad, she's really our son Joan, look at the birthmark in his ear".

The man came over to them, he seemed to be hugging Joan but he still felt awkward, seeing that, Joan immediately took the initiative to hug her father first. The man returned Joan's embrace.

"My boy.....".