Lu Jingzhi kept talking until they reached the other side on the small boat. Chu Ji took the unconscious woman aboard but she didn't wake up.
The boat was meant for quick trips, so it sacrificed space for speed.
With five people, including the big-built Qing Wuya, it was quite cramped.
Chu Ji muttered, "I can barely stand."
"You can use your lightness skill to return to shore," Lu Jingzhi suggested, "The boat will move faster if it's lighter."
"No." Chu Ji pointed to the unconscious lady, "Is she... dead or just fainted?" He squatted down, touched her neck, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Luckily, she's not dead, or I would feel guilty."
Lu Jingzhi wiped her face with a new handkerchief, casually shook off the water droplets from her hair, and leaned against the edge of the boat. A few droplets fell into the lake, creating tiny ripples.
She said, "It has nothing to do with you. You didn't push her."
