As for what happened afterward, he seemed to never worry about it—he already greatly admired Yan Fei, and now he was utterly in awe. In his view, even if something unexpected happened, even if they lost the ship, as long as they stuck with the mighty Brother Fei, they'd be able to swim back home.
Over the years, he actually had changed quite a lot. It was just that he had known Yan Fei for so long, and he never intended to change the impression he had in Yan Fei's eyes, so he still maintained that hippie demeanor—in reality, if he were his old self, he could never honestly sit on a rock, drinking red wine in the sea breeze. He'd probably be just like Xiaohe and the others, unable to sit still.
Occasionally looking up at Yan Fei and then at Wen Le, he found that Wen Le was also looking at him.
Seeing those guys only busy with their frolicking, Wen Le couldn't help but ask, "Boss Yan, was it always like this before?"
