Four hours later.
The Ten-Direction Ship finally left the Heavens beyond Heaven and headed in the direction of the country of Chong Zhen.
"Hey!" Lonemoon nudged the lump of mud who was curled up on the chair, munching on fruits. "What happened to you this time? You didn't seem like you at all - you forgave Chen Ge and his disciple so easily." Was she usually so magnanimous toward people who agitated her?
"Why shouldn't I forgive them?" Shen Ying looked at him suspiciously. "What did he do wrong?"
"Does that need saying…" He looked at her as if her Alzheimer's was acting up again.
"What did he do?"
"He…" Lonemoon suddenly stopped himself mid-sentence to think. It seemed like Chen Ge really did not do anything wrong. Instead, he was beaten up by both Lonemoon and Yi Qing for no reason. "Hui Ling… That little brat… I thought you couldn't stand her?"
"Who says I can't stand her?"
