"Damn it, how dare you revoke my citizenship!" Wang Qi clenched his fists, a bloodshot gaze fixed upon the middle-aged man before him.
The man's tone was filled with disdain as he glanced at Wang Qi, "Scram. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll spare your life. But if we meet again, I won't be so merciful."
After speaking, he carried away the tile pot filled with stinky tofu and eggs, clearly in an exceptionally good mood.
"You...argh!!!" Wang Qi's performance was very spirited. It was only after the man had left that he hurried onto the somewhat miniaturized sea vessel, ready to make his escape.
As for the middle conspiracy and scheming, all of that was skipped over. With Gu Shanhai's guidance and his own destiny, everything had gone off without any real danger.
"Speaking of which, do you know how to sail?" Gu Shanhai looked at Wang Qi, who hesitated at the helm, and asked curiously.
"Nope..." Wang Qi confessed honestly. How would he possibly know how to sail?
