The Boat Master heard and frowned instantly, yet remained silent.
The young man was somewhat anxious, "What should we do, Boat Master?"
"If they're in a hurry to leave, let them find another boatman." The Boat Master sighed lightly, "Our guests are not only them, in such dangerous weather, we can't recklessly rush into danger because of them."
"But... Boat Master, it's rare to encounter such a big business deal, are we really not taking it?" The young man frowned.
The Boat Master appeared resolute, speaking firmly, "Money is indeed important, but everyone's safety is more important. In short, I will not agree to set sail until the heavy rain stops."
Shen Qinglan glanced at the dock and discovered that the whole river was covered in mist, not even the water surface could be seen, let alone the front.
Le Zhao leaned lightly against the chair back, gazing outside and whispered, "It's foggy."
