The next day, the weather outside looked rather nice.
Qiao Mu and Qi Xuanxuan didn't want to stay cooped up inside the cabin anymore, so they walked up onto the deck for fresh air.
The weather in November was just right, with moderate temperatures.
It was a bit cold on the sea, but to cultivators like Qiao Mu and Qi Xuanxuan, it made no difference at all.
When they arrived on the deck, they noticed that a group of young people had already put up several umbrellas and were making merry.
The young people's eyes couldn't help but light up at Qiao Mu and Qi Xuanxuan's entrance.
One of them stood up quickly and called out to them. "Ay, these two ladies, we didn't see each other yesterday."
Qi Xuanxuan was taken aback, and she stealthily pulled Qiao Mu backwards. She whispered into Qiao Mu's ear, "Looks like there is a separate aristocrat cabin."
