As for how to cross the sea.
Li Ping'an and Old Ox had plenty of experience, from the North Sea to the Desolate Sea.
They had relied on nothing but a little handmade boat, with nothing else besides.
They had come at the right time.
They had arrived just in time for Wangjiao's annual Sea God Festival.
It was something like a sacrificial ceremony.
Whenever it came around, every household in Wangjiao had to wear masks they had made themselves.
They were mostly varieties of Demon Ghosts from the sea.
Through this, they hoped the Demon Ghosts in the sea would regard them as their own kind and stop making trouble for them.
But that was only a beautiful wish.
When he encountered such festivities, Li Ping'an would naturally take part.
He bought a mask from a roadside vendor.
Jiaze said he needed to review his lessons and would not go.
His heart was devoted solely to the books of sages, his ears deaf to everything beyond the window.
Old Ox had no need to wear such a thing either.
Orange Cat jumped very high.
Li Ping'an lowered his head. "Does Cat Immortal want a mask too?"
Orange Cat nodded.
"If Cat Immortal wants to wear a mask, she'll have to take human form."
Orange Cat hesitated for a moment.
Looking at the mask, she nodded again.
And so, Li Ping'an bought another mask.
On the day of the Sea God Festival, Li Ping'an put on his mask and led Orange Cat, who had turned into a little girl, by the hand.
With Old Ox following beside them, they walked through the bustling market.
The little girl's braids swung back and forth as she walked.
Li Ping'an glanced at the people ahead.
He said to the little girl, "There are