Don't mess with that Miao boy, he's sickly and perverted.

After seeing Yan Xingxiao and his group off, Chai Xiaomi and the main characters were finally about to board the ship to Youquan Town.

The group originally planned to travel by merchant ship, firstly because merchant ships could transport goods faster, and secondly because they were mostly ordinary people, which would keep a low profile and avoid attracting attention.

As soon as I arrived at the dock, I heard several porters taking a break and chatting not far away.

"Have you heard? Another luxury ship was attacked by pirates the other day. The young masters and ladies on board were so scared that they ran away with their tails between their legs. All their gold, silver and valuables were stolen, but they were all released unharmed."

"Then why would they dare to go to Youquan Town? Besides, that town is teeming with evil spirits; aren't they just courting death?"

"Hey, what do you know! Youquan Town is on an island in the sea, and its snow scenery is absolutely stunning. Most of these aristocratic scholars, gentlemen, and ladies are just bored and have nothing better to do than compose poems and paint pictures in the snow to show off their refined tastes. Besides, Qianwu Town is as hot as a steamer; people go there to escape the heat."

"Escaping the heat? It's strange how hot it is in Thousand Mist Town at this time of year. But come to think of it, it's cooled down a lot these past few days, and the weather seems to be returning to normal..."

The white cat crouched on the mooring post by the dock, its ears twitching slightly as it caught all the gossip.

It tilted its head and exchanged a glance with Jiang Zhiyu, their understanding unspoken.

"How about we take a multi-story ship?" the white cat suggested to the others. "If we encounter any foolish pirates along the way, we can lend a hand."

Song Yueyao nodded in agreement.

The white cat turned its gaze to Wu Li, wanting to hear his thoughts as well.

Xiaomi is easy to talk to; as long as there's food, she'll be happy. So as long as Wu Li nods, the matter is settled.

He glanced at her indifferently and scoffed coldly, "I have no interest in meddling in other people's business. You can ride on the luxury ship if you want; Mimi and I only ride on merchant ships. Those people know it's not safe but still insist on going on board. Even if they get robbed by pirates, it's their own fault."

As if deliberately trying to provoke the white cat, he curled the corner of his lips into a smile: "It deserves to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hint of annoyance flashed through Wu Li's mind. He had spoken too hastily and forgotten his tact.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the girl beside him, thankfully she was engrossed in her own world and hadn't heard the words he had just blurted out.

Chai Xiaomi stared wide-eyed at the multi-story ship moored at the dock, her almond-shaped eyes shining like stars.

With carved beams and painted rafters, and intricate gold patterns outlined in vermilion lacquer, the three-story pavilion stands majestically on the water. From afar, it resembles a floating palace, luxurious and dazzling, with extraordinary grandeur.

She silently exclaimed to herself: This is simply—Royal Caribbean Cruise (ancient version)!

Chai Xiaomi was so engrossed in watching that she was completely unaware of the small incident that had just occurred around her. When she came to her senses, she cautiously looked at the group, tentatively pointing to the multi-storied ship, her eyes filled with undisguised anticipation: "Can...we ride that ship?"

Song Yueyao, Jiang Zhiyu, and the white cat nodded in almost unison.

Chai Xiaomi's eyes curved into crescents, then she moved closer to Wu Li, gently took his arm, looked up at him, and asked in a soft, sweet voice, "Li Li, what about you?"

Wu Li coughed uncomfortably, her gaze drifting to the ship before returning to her bright, sparkling eyes.

"Let's take a luxury cruise ship, I also think it's nice."

"What a jerk!" he thought to himself. He hated crowded places, and that five-story ship was packed with people from top to bottom. Merchant ships were so much better; they were full of cargo, with hardly any passengers, and it was so peaceful and quiet.

What can we do?

It's undeniable that some people like it.

Forget it.

He only likes being with her; nowhere else matters.

White cat: "..."

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

Song Yueyao: "..."

When it comes to changing faces, no one can rival him.

The ship was busy raising its sails, and there was a series of preparations before setting sail. A wide wooden plank was laid beside the huge hull, extending from the dock to the deck, and the distinguished guests boarded the ship one after another.

The boatman said there were still a few moments before departure, and if anything was left behind, there would be time to go back and retrieve it.

These words seemed to remind Chai Xiaomi of something.

Her eyes flashed, and she suddenly said, "Lili, I just remembered I left something in the Illusionary Sound Pavilion. I'll go back and get it, I'll be right back!"

"What is it?" he asked instinctively. He had packed all the luggage himself, and even remembered to put the half-pack of candy she had hidden under her pillow into the bag. What could he have forgotten?

But he still said, "Tell me where you put it, and I'll go get it for you right away."

"No need, no need, I'll go myself." Chai Xiaomi had already lifted her skirt, run two steps, then turned back, raised her index finger, and waved it seriously, warning, "Don't follow me, you should stick with your master now!"

She felt a surge of joy whenever she thought about what the white cat had told her.

In the original story, White Cat and Wu Li disliked each other, but now White Cat has taken Wu Li as his disciple, and what's even more shocking is that Wu Li actually agreed, which means that the plot is developing in a positive direction.

The white cat chimed in, "Little Xiaomi is right. Men should have their own things to do too. They shouldn't be clinging to their wives all day long."

"Besides, the dock is just one street away from the Illusionary Sound Pavilion. She's not a three-year-old; she won't get lost. Why are you so nervous?"

"I have cultivated the Tao for many years, and although I have never experienced those worldly entanglements, I have seen at least eight hundred or a thousand lovesick men and women. Today I will teach you a principle: the relationship between husband and wife is like refining an elixir. If the fire is too fast, the elixir will burn; if the fire is too slow, the elixir will not solidify; it must be simmered slowly over a gentle fire, sometimes far away, sometimes near, sometimes cold, sometimes hot."

"What utter nonsense! I don't understand." Wu Li sneered inwardly.

White Cat took a deep breath and silently chanted in his mind: Calm down, calm down, calm down... This kid is not like Jiang Zhiyu; he responds better to gentleness than force.

Wu Li ignored it and followed the retreating figure with her gaze until it disappeared around the street corner.

The skirt she's wearing today seems a bit long.

I wonder if I'll trip over my feet while running.

He frowned slightly, and was about to take a step to catch up when he heard Song Yueyao's voice softly ring out:

"Master Ji means that two people should maintain a proper distance. If they're always sticking together—"

She paused, then glanced at Jiang Zhiyu, her gaze suggestive: "It will make people feel sick of it."

greasy?

Wu Li paused in his steps.

He stood there, staring blankly at the empty street corner, and remained silent for a while.

Then he clicked his tongue softly.

...Who's been clinging to me like that?

He didn't.

"Jiang Zhiyu, I think your master is right, too much clinginess will make you sick." Song Yueyao tugged at the bundle on her shoulder and pushed away the head that had tried to lean on her shoulder several times. "Stop acting! We haven't even boarded the ship yet, don't pretend to be seasick!"