After being tossed a few times, Fang Xing and the golden crow finally started to behave themselves and squatted on the deck in low spirits. They didn't even think about rebelling; this girl was just too strong, and although she hadn't made any attacks herself, the light surrounding her was enough on its own to fling Fang Xing a great distance each time. There wasn't a single chance for him to retaliate, and he wouldn't have been able to actually take advantage of it even if there was.
This pink-dressed girl picked grapes with one hand while holding the lotus seed she'd found from Fang Xing in the other. She looked at it before glancing between Fang Xing and the golden crow, and after finishing the grape, she finally asked, "You've only got just this one left?"
