They all boarded a small ship, which cost around ten thousand spiritual stones. Zhou Senghan, being a faction leader, provided the funds for the journey.
Zhou Shenghan flitted around Su Chen like a butterfly drawn to a beautiful flower. Su Chen possessed exquisite features and emanated an air of gentleness, innocence, and cuteness.
"Junior sister Chen, why don't we have dinner after this?" Zhou Shenghan's persistent advances were met with a blatant rejection.
"Sorry, faction leader, I am busy," she replied firmly.
"Don't be like that. We should get to know each other better," he was persistent.
Su Chen came from a prominent family, while Zhou Shenghan had no such background, and Feng Qi would not bother with him let alone helping. Thus, he dared not push too far.
The rest of the group remained silent, except for Ci Yuan'er, who grew furious as her brows furrowed tightly. She stomped her feet and retrieved her gourd.
