"You little drama queen."
Nan Fusheng smiled helplessly, but still reached out and rubbed Xu Xiaoyan's head.
"Hehe." Having been found out, Xu Xiaoyan did not panic. Instead, she stuck out her little fragrant tongue.
"Brother Fusheng, where did this book come from?" Na'er asked curiously, staring at the book in Nan Fusheng's hand.
"He bought it! When we were wandering around earlier, didn't we pass a bookstore? They sold all kinds of books about the customs and culture of the Star Luo Continent," Fors, who was seated beside Na'er, kindly reminded her.
It was worth mentioning that, from left to right, the four of them were seated as Xu Xiaoyan, Nan Fusheng, Fors, and Na'er. They were in the last row, but with a Spirit Master's eyesight, that distance was nothing to them.
"Did we pass a shop like that?" Na'er tried hard to recall, then ultimately gave up.
"Of course we did. It's just that you two were too busy eating to notice anything."
Nan Fusheng rolled his eyes at Na'er. Perhaps she had turned her grief and indignation into an appetite, because she had been stuffing herself all the way here. How could she possibly notice anything unrelated to food?
"Fusheng, what does that book of yours say?" Xu Xiaoyan asked curiously again.
"Oh, this?" Nan Fusheng waved the book in his hand. "It's basically a guide to the various facilities and attractions aboard the Xingluo, with some introductions to the Star Luo Continent mixed in.
"It includes information about this Open-Air Theater. Aside from a performance at noon, the only other show is at eight in the evening. Most of what they perform is about the deeds of the Spirit Ice Douluo."
"Why would they sell books like that on the deck?" Na'er asked curiously.
Nan