Qi Yuan smiled. "I don't even have a Marriage Certificate right now. I don't have a Dao companion."
Jiang Ruhua fell into thought upon hearing this, then revealed an admiring look. "So Fellow Daoist is... keeping one outside. Impressive, truly impressive!"
He immediately understood. This Fellow Daoist before him had not formally become Dao companions with anyone.
After roughly several dozen breaths, the Spirit Boat finally began to stop.
The cultivators in the cabin emerged one after another, men and women alike, each wearing a different expression.
The cultivators disembarked from the Spirit Boat.
Many rabbit carts had also arrived below to receive the cultivators from the Spirit Boat.
"Farewell, Fellow Daoist," Qi Yuan said softly.
A smile appeared on Jiang Ruhua's face. "Fellow Daoist, don't forget to invite me to your wedding feast!"
"...All right." Qi Yuan agreed casually.
After all, when traveling abroad, one's persona was built by oneself, and promises could be made offhand.
Only then did Jiang Ruhua turn his attention below. With one sweep of his gaze, he spotted a bright and captivating Yellow Skirt Girl.
A gratified look flashed through his eyes, along with a touch of pride.
You brat, at least you know to come pick up your father?
He decided that when he saw his daughter later, he absolutely would not give her a pleasant look.
He stood where he was with a slightly haughty air, waiting for his daughter to come greet him.
Sure enough, delight filled his daughter's face as she rushed straight toward him.
His expression was stern, though inwardly his heart had already burst into bloom.
"Senior Brother, you're finally back!"
Yet Jiang Ruhua's expression froze.
That familiar daughter of his walked toward the Fellow Daoist he had spoken with at length earlier, naturally looped her arm through