Profound Candle Prefecture's Outer City, Third Freight Wharf, Jing Family Warehouse No. 18.
Surrounded by piles of steel supplies, Jing Zhengwu changed into gray-blue sailor's clothes. With a small knife, he cut off his dashing Young Master's long hair, trimmed it into a short, practical style suited for life at sea, and tied on a white headscarf patterned with the Jing family's thorns.
The familiar sound of long boots suddenly came from behind. Jing Zhengwu's tightly wound heart relaxed at once when he heard a voice judging him from behind. "You look pretty handsome in a servant's clothes."
Jing Zhengwu rolled up his sleeves. "Thanks for the compliment."
At that moment, the subordinate guarding the door outside came over and looked at them, stammering, "S-Second Young Master, she, she rushed straight in while we were opening the door. We didn't dare stop her..."
Jing Zhengwu waved his hand. "Go out. Remember to close the door properly. I have something to discuss with her."
The subordinate wore a lecherous grin that seemed to say, Are you two about to discuss a multibillion-coin business deal? But Jing Zhengwu's imposing authority forced him to swallow the teasing remark on the tip of his tongue. He obediently left, slammed the door shut with a startling bang, and even shouted from outside, "The door's locked! No one will go in!"
Qin Yueshi clasped her hands behind her back and couldn't help laughing. "Your subordinate is pretty quick-witted."
"That's why he qualifies to come aboard with me." Jing Zhengwu pulled out a handkerchief and placed it on a wooden supply crate. "The conditions here are poor, so please forgive me. Have a seat."
"No matter." Qin Yueshi sat gracefully on the handkerchief. "Where are you planning to go?"
"Where else? Scardy, of course." Leaning against the