Meanwhile.
Bai Zhi'er's long lashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.
She found herself sitting on a small, flat boat.
Surrounding her was an endless expanse of lake water, a faint mist hovering above, along with ghostly blue lights.
A little monster no bigger than a baby was steering the boat, holding a long pole.
Bai Zhi'er sat up in surprise: "Where is this?"
A familiar, cold voice sounded from behind her: "Awake?"
Bai Zhi'er turned around, momentarily startled.
A cold, handsome face, dark, deep eyes with a faint red hue, glimmering with a ghostly light.
A vertical red mark between his eyebrows, wearing a Shura Jade Crown on his head.
Feng Fuce wore black and red robes, making his figure appear even taller.
He was reclining lazily at the stern, holding a wine cup in his hand, looking relaxed.
"Brother Fu Ce, have we... reached Jile City?"
Bai Zhi'er couldn't remember at all.
All she remembered was looking into his eyes and feeling sleepy.
