Yu State River, on a pleasure boat.
Jiang Sanjia sucked on a chicken bone and muttered to himself, "This roast chicken is truly delicious. If I had another pot of wine, it would be like living the life of an immortal."
"Such a lacking ambition." Mu Xiaoyun snorted softly, "When the big task is accomplished, I'll give you ten or eight roast chickens."
Jiang Sanjia enjoyed the delicacy, seemingly uninterested in talking to Mu Xiaoyun.
"Hey, Sanjia, do you still have Wan'er in your heart?" Mu Xiaoyun asked.
Wan'er....
Upon hearing these two words, Jiang Sanjia's hand clearly paused, then he continued eating on his own.
