He was a scholar with a very fair complexion, his features delicate and frail, clearly not someone who had endured much hardship.
"Come, hold the stick, and I'll pull you up."
Feng Yueya extended the branch in her hand toward him.
"Thank you, miss."
The man quickly grabbed the other end, and with a slight tug, Feng Yueya pulled him ashore.
After being rescued, the man was extremely grateful to her.
"Looking at how frail you seem, you shouldn't be joining in on this adventure."
The man stood up and cleaned his dirty clothes, then chuckled bitterly,
"The miss is right, someone looking like me indeed shouldn't be joining such an adventure.
But every man wants to undertake such adventures to prove he is a real man."
Feng Yueya sized him up and thought that even if he made it through the adventure, he wouldn't really seem like a man.
In her definition, a man was not someone robust or fierce.
Rather, it was someone with confidence, ability, and responsibility.
