"Master Jiang, since you are supposed to be heading to Yang Province, why are you flying north instead?"
"Because there's someone still waiting for me at sea. I need to pick her up first, then head to Yang Province, and afterward, make a trip to Ice and Fire Island."
"Her? There are beauties in the Northern Country, standing alone in the world. The woman that you constantly think about, Master Jiang, must be none other than Miss Wang whom Miss Wanwan admires..."
"You're straying too far, I have no such person in my heart."
"Oh. It seems then, that Miss Wanwan still has a chance."
"Continue this topic and I'll throw you into the sea for a bath."
Jiang Dali frowned, glancing at Murong Qingqing who hurriedly shut her mouth, though her eyes clearly showed a mocking smile, and he coldly withdrew his gaze to look at the distant sea.
But the sea waves were as calm as a lake on an early spring morning.
