Liang Qu flipped out an Anchor Stone at the bow of the boat and untied the knot on it.
Splash.
A white water flower burst on the surface, with droplets splashing onto the deck, drying and fading into shallow watermarks.
Liang Qu took out an iron anchor and tied a rope to it.
The anchor given by Ran Zhongyi was just the right size, a perfect match for his boat, adding to its aesthetic considerably.
A boat, after all, should have an anchor. A mere stone was out of place and bulky; it was inconvenient to put anywhere.
Much more comfortable this way.
The ripples on the water spread, churning up sprays, and Unable to Move revealed its eyes, with its horns on the top of its head stuck with a plump Mirage Insect.
That spot used to be exclusively for Fist, but unfortunately, Fist grew too quickly and couldn't fit after a few months; now, it was the Mirage Insect's turn. It was fat enough, just the right size.
