"Hey, you stinker, what are you thinking about?" Xie Yurou's voice cut through Xu Luo's daydream.
Xie Yurou eyed Xu Luo suspiciously and grumbled, "Looking at that wicked grin, you must be up to no good! Whatever. I'm in a bad mood today, so we're going drinking!"
"Still?" Xu Luo suddenly felt a headache coming on.
"Of course we are!" Xie Yurou took control of the warship. It carved a graceful arc through the sky, speeding toward the city.
Fortunately, this time Xie Yurou didn't just barrel through recklessly. Once they reached the city gates, she stored the warship away. The two of them then rented a horse-drawn carriage and rode into the city.
"Aren't you afraid of running into that guy again here?" Xu Luo asked, looking at Xie Yurou from across the carriage.
"It's not like he owns the city, is it? What do I have to be afraid of?" Xie Yurou sneered. "He can't get into the place we're going."
