He wasn't polite at all, instantly considering himself part of the group.
The man now appeared to be around thirty years old. When he smiled, two fine lines appeared by the corners of his eyes, but somehow these lines added a touch of charm to his demeanor.
He definitely had a certain appeal.
However, the clothes he wore were those akin to a common farmer in his forties or fifties — rough cloth shirt, wide cloth pants, worn loosely, completely obscuring the strong physique beneath.
Chiang Xiao was about to speak to him when Meng Xinian suddenly kicked a handful of sand at him, laughing and cursing, "You bastard, so it's you! How did you end up here?"
Huh?
Chiang Xiao, Wang Yi, and Chen Yin were all taken aback. Was this actually someone Meng Xinian knew?
The man dodged the sand kicked by Meng Xinian, jumped off the boat, and waded through the water to approach them.
