"Do you have anything like a hairpin? I don't see one on your head," Zhao Changhe suddenly asked.
"Yes, I have one in my bag," Cui Yuanyang was unsure why he needed it, as he took out a gold hairpin from his small bag: "Will this do?"
Indeed, a woman's bag is the same in both worlds, looks small, but has everything just like Doraemon's pocket.
"It will work," Zhao Changhe grabbed the hairpin and using a steel knife he forcefully chopped off a pointed tip, then quickly left the cabin. Thinking it over, he felt the heavy steel knife was inconvenient underwater, so he left it on the boat and went to grab a thin knife used for filleting fish, which he tucked into his waistband before diving into the water.
Cui Yuanyang hurried to take control of the boat and only then saw the scene Zhao Changhe mentioned, there were indeed many boats approaching from the rear. The originally tranquil river had suddenly tensed up as if a river battle was about to occur; definitely not normal.