"No, I just think the process might be more difficult than you imagine. I didn't mean to deny you, sister."
Mia was just a seventeen-year-old girl, and pirates valued force more than strategy, so she didn't realize that the recent despondency was actually Yan Xiaye's tactic of retreat to advance.
Currently, she awkwardly picked up Yan Xiaye's tray, placed it in the wooden bucket, then cradled it in her arms.
Facing away from Yan Xiaye, Mia hesitated for a moment, finally coming up with a suitable reason, and said in one go: "This kind of thing is not up to a mere errand girl like me. When you're better, I suggest you ask Jack Sue!"
After saying goodnight, she once again fled in a panic.
...
For the next two days, Yan Xiaye spent most of her time sleeping, and the man she had seen that day never appeared again.
Only Mia, adhering to a routine, delivered two meals to her each day, their taste as bad as ever.
