No sooner had the words left her lips than the Commandery Princess Dongyang dashed out. Her sudden decisiveness took Mu Shaoling by surprise.
For some reason, he felt disturbed deep within, and there was also a sense of emptiness. He told himself he must have not rested well or perhaps he was overthinking it. Why else would he feel this way?
Mu Shaoling shook his head and asked the inn's attendant to prepare some water for him, planning to sleep early tonight and set sail at dawn.
He was quite puzzled—after all, it wasn't some bewildering island, nor was there any mist, so why couldn't it be found?
Moreover, fish mint wasn't an exceptionally rare herb but only had a short growing period. With a careful search on the island, one would surely find it.
Thinking this, Mu Shaoling became irritated. It was utterly useless—such a simple herb and they couldn't find it.
The more he thought about it, the more agitated he became, which eventually kept him from falling asleep.
