Lin Fang stopped moving the bamboo pole and quietly admired the beautiful scenery.
Even in his previous life, he had never seen such a breathtaking view. At this moment, he felt his mind and spirit settle into peace.
Feng Jiu was still lying on the bamboo raft, stretching out her slender jade hand to gently play with the water, scaring away many fish. A mischievous smile appeared on her face as if she had succeeded in her prank.
"You say these fish must taste quite good, don't you?" Feng Jiu suddenly said, watching the fish hastily scatter.
Lin Fang was startled by her words, and if possible, he really wanted to open up Feng Jiu's head to see exactly what was inside. In such a poetic moment, all she could think about was food, even though she was already capable of fasting.
During their time together, Feng Jiu had completely overturned Lin Fang's impression of the Demon Emperor.
