“Brother Fu, Ruyan is timid. Ruyan doesn’t want to sit here.”0

A sweet voice entered Ye Qing’s ears before he could look up.0

“Fine, we won’t be sitting there,” an arrogant voice cooed before ordering imperiously, “Hey you! Get up and give us your seat!”0

Ye Qing looked up. As expected, the young man who hadn’t worn a mask was looking down on him from above. He turned away after a disinterested glance.0

The boat wasn’t big, and Ye Qing and Greenlake were sitting in the middle of the boat. Since the rest of the seats were close to the sides of the boat, one could say that they were occupying the best seats. It wasn’t surprising that someone would have funny ideas.0

“Hey, I’m talking to you! Are you deaf?” The arrogant man frowned when he saw that Ye Qing was ignoring him.0

“Are you talking to me?” Ye Qing finally responded.0

“What do you think? Who else could I be talking to if not you? A ghost?” The man harrumphed.0

“Oh, sorry. I thought someone accidentally let their dog out of the house,” Ye Qing replied uncaringly.2

“There’s a dog at this place? Where? Why can’t I see it?” Jing Xin, the monk immediately looked left and right as if he was...3