CHAPTER 792: CHAPTER 791: IT’S FUN TO EXPOSE THE TRUTH

Hearing that they could set sail once again, Wufu was very happy; she had enough fun in Nanyang Prefecture and didn’t wish to stay any longer.

But upon seeing the sturdy, two-tiered tower ship before her, she was a bit puzzled and looked towards Ah Jiu beside her, "What’s going on?"

"We need to modify our route, take to the sea for a short stretch, then continue inland," Ah Jiu said. "Jin Yu and the rest will still be with us, so we’re not preparing two ships, which avoids the hassle."

"We can do that?" Wufu pursed her lips and said, "Is it safer to travel by sea?"

"Is Wufu scared?"

"It’s not that I’m scared, it’s just that the sea carries greater risks, and also..." Wufu spoke and nodded her chin in a certain direction: "Not everyone is cut out for sailing."

Ah Jiu turned slightly and saw a much thinner Jin Lan being supported by two maids as she approached, her fragile appearance was indeed somewhat unsightly.

"It’s early spring now; the sea is relatively calm. And by going via sea, we’ll save some time. Weren’t you complaining about how boring it is to stay on the ship?" Ah Jiu said with a smile.

Wufu looked at him sideways, "Even if it’s not the season for bad weather, Ninth Master, the most unpredictable thing is maritime weather. If we’re unlucky, a storm could strike without warning. And if that’s not enough, if pirates appear, we, accustomed to life on land, really wouldn’t stand a chance against them."

"Can’t you say something nice for a change?" Yan Er glanced away from the tower ship and happened to hear her words, shooting her a glare, "We’re about to travel; let’s speak of auspicious things."

"Oh, has Talented Master Yan started to believe in feudal superstitions? All I did was mention the potential risks we may encounter, and that’s inauspicious?" Wufu huffed, "And I have no idea who’s the unlucky one among us, choking on cold water and getting hit by a flowerpot when just walking, with me saving you at least three times. I seriously wonder how you managed to come back from sea safely!"

Having played with Yan Er these past days, she discovered that the guy seemed cursed with bad luck, always attracting trouble for no reason.

Yan Er’s face flushed red, pointing at her he said, "Is it fun to expose others’ misfortunes? I — I may be unlucky, but Master Wu Yin from Xiangguo Temple said that I carry the Lucky God with me, that I’ll meet a noble person and turn misfortune into fortune."

"It seems your Lucky God was asleep every time you were unlucky!" Wufu jabbed another barb.

"You — you..." Yan Er was huffing with anger, "Little girl, no matter what, I am your elder brother, and you show me no respect at all!"

Wufu didn’t speak, just looked him up and down with an expression that seemed to say, show me something worthy of respect!

Yan Er was at a loss for words and looked at Ah Jiu, "Xiao Ah Jiu, won’t you intervene?"

Ah Jiu just said, "I believe Wufu is my lucky star!"

Wufu was taken aback.

Yan Er narrowed his eyes, looking sideways at Ah Jiu as if he had just discovered something new and curious.

"Jin Lan has seen Ninth Master, Miss Wufu, and Mr. Yan?" Jin Lan finally reached them, weakly paying her respects. Pausing as she saw Yan Er, she had heard that a Mr. Yan had taken up residence in their house in Nanyang, guessing that this must be him.

"Jin Lan, no need for such formality. You’ve just recovered; hurry on board and don’t catch a cold," said Wufu, gesturing graciously.

Jin Lan’s complexion had improved much from the past few days, yet she was still recuperating from a serious illness and needed careful nurturing.

Seeing Wufu’s concern, Jin Lan did not say much more, paid her respects once more, and moved towards the ship.

Watching her walk away, Wufu’s frown deepened, saying, "I reckon Jin Lan is in for another ordeal!"