Hearing Guo Guoguo's grumpy command, Yang Yan finally understood.
This girl was still unhappy that he'd brought along disciples she didn't want to come—in other words, those female disciples.
"Sigh—"
Yang Yan let out a sigh, didn't say anything more, and led everyone aboard.
He really didn't dare argue with this Little Witch, or who knew what kind of incident she'd stir up.
You had to know, Guo Guoguo had never had that many scruples; she couldn't care less what the occasion was.
He even felt baffled—how could this girl's temper be this bad?
Could it be… that time of the month?
But as a Cultivator, those problems really shouldn't exist, right?
The Dragon Boat began to slowly move, and in no time it was streaking forward like a comet.
After a while, Yang Yan could barely see the location of the Ancient Abyss Sect anymore.
Another ten-plus minutes passed, and Yang Yan suddenly felt the world spin. He hurriedly circulated his power to stay conscious.
