Song Qingshu could not help feeling a little embarrassed. "You misunderstood. This time, I came to see Island Master Huang."
"No need to explain, Brother Song. I understand~" Xue Baoqin smiled brilliantly, making Song Qingshu extremely uncomfortable.
But on second thought, he seemed to have nothing to feel guilty about, and he gradually relaxed.
Xue Baoqin gave the order for the fleet to set sail for Peach Blossom Island. Along the way, she stayed by Song Qingshu's side, explaining various basics of ocean travel while also asking about some of his past "great achievements."
It had to be said that any man would find it immensely gratifying to be looked at with admiration and affection by such a beautiful young girl. The two got along exceptionally well.
The fleet sailed down the Qiantang River. When they passed Shanyin, Song Qingshu hesitated, but ultimately did not order the ships to stop. Time was pressing now. He would visit Shen Biqun, Cheng Yaojia, and the others after the larger situation had been settled. He wondered how they had been doing lately.
Once they reached the river mouth, they headed southeast. Facing the vast, boundless sea, he could not help feeling awe for the power of nature. No matter how great one's martial arts were, one was still as insignificant as an ant in this ocean.
The ship rose and fell with the waves. Noticing that he seemed somewhat tired, the considerate Xue Baoqin said, "Brother Song, the journey is still long. Why not go rest in your room first?"
Song Qingshu gave a hum of agreement. There were indeed some things he needed to think over quietly in private. Xue Baoqin led him to a room, and when he saw the distinctly feminine decorations and caught the faint sweet fragrance in the