With Old Sir Sun Fu at his side, Xiao Wuge naturally could not truly ask him for help.
Yet the grievance in those eyes on his little face revealed nothing but the words "pitiful and helpless."
Seeing his appearance, Chen Yi could not help secretly laughing, though he still gave him a look.
Then he made a cupped-hand salute, greeted Old Sir Sun, and sat down before the stone table.
Sun Fu naturally noticed the two of them "exchanging glances behind each other's backs."
How could he not know what Xiao Wuge was thinking at that moment? He could only temporarily stop his earlier "lecture" and say with a smile:
"Qingzhou, this old man came today to bid you farewell."
Chen Yi was not particularly surprised.
Long ago, Sun Fu had revealed to him his intention of going to Jinling.
He had thought Sun Fu would depart shortly after Duke of Gan Zhang Xuan left. Who would have thought that nearly a month would pass before he was finally ready to set out?
"You have made up your mind?"
Sun Fu glanced at the oblivious Xiao Wuge, then sighed and nodded.
"A few days ago, this old man already explained the situation to my wife and son by letter. Tomorrow, they will pack their luggage."
"After they come to take this old man home, we will head to Jinling together."
"Since you have already decided, this student will say no more. Jinling is a long journey away; I only hope you take good care of yourself."
Chen Yi knew that Sun Fu's trip to Jinling involved an element of gambling.
After all, the strange phenomenon of Xiao Wuge attracting the Golden-haired Carp to leap and splash carried a touch of the mystical.
But on further thought, Sun Fu going to