Trouble had come knocking on his door.

Hearing these knocks, Qin Yu could only frown and his face was full of helplessness.

He just wanted to arrive at Sky Falling Mountain peacefully and steadily. It was such a simple wish, but in the end, he was still subject to so many twists and turns.

Life was too hard!

Raising his head to look at the door where the persistent knocking was still going on, Qin Yu sighed.

Wasn’t it good to be alive?

Then, the knocking stopped.

The next moment, a soft ‘ka-cha’ sound rang out. The latch broke and fell to the ground and the light rays that were surging were instantly extinguished.

The door was pushed open from the outside. “Fellow daoist, why are you refusing to meet someone who has come from thousands of miles away? I have come today to make a deal with you.” Whilst speaking, this person stepped into the room. It was precisely that person dressed in a dark green robe who he saw from the corner of his eye on the deck yesterday. 

A smile appeared on this person’s handsome face as he cupped his hands, “I am Sun Changqing. Sorry to intrude; please be understanding.”

Qin Yu was expressionless as he said, “Fellow daoist Sun, you have to pay for damaging the ferry’s property.”

Sun Changqing’s smile did not waver as he looked at the door latch that had fallen to the ground, “Of course, fellow daoist, please rest assured. I will take responsibility for that.”

He walked closer to Qin Yu, took out a wooden staff, and said, “This is an item that I received from a ten-thousand-year-old divine tree in my early years. It looks like this now after having undergone...