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Chapter 4832: Still a Little Emperor Everywhere

Upon hearing Ling Ge's words, Steward Gu, from the Dayuan merchant ship, quickly forced a bitter smile and tried to smooth things over. "It's not that I'm ungrateful. There's a reason. Miss Fang's younger brother is afraid of contact with strangers and isn't suitable to stay with a group of us grown men."

"I ask this steward to arrange another room, even a small one. Just let the siblings stay together."

"No," Ling Ge impatiently waved her hand. "There are no extra rooms."

Duo Shanmei rolled her eyes, thinking to herself: No extra rooms? That's a lie. The Little Crown Princess's three nearby cabins are all empty.

The Little Crown Princess lives on the third floor of the楼船 (tower ship). There are a total of four rooms up there. I quietly peeked, and they're all empty.

Qiao Mu walked past the two expressionlessly, seating herself at the table to wait for her meal.

Meanwhile, Sister Yang, with her son Kueil, and several other crew members from the Dayuan merchant ship, were already seated at a smaller table nearby.

They were very grateful to hear that the owner of the ship even invited them to eat.

After all, they were now penniless and had nothing. For the hosts to be so benevolent, rescuing them and then arranging food and lodging, was truly generous.

Sister Yang and her son, along with two elderly individuals and several young people, were all passengers on the Dayuan ship.

Having spent time with Miss Fang and Steward Gu's group, they had developed a bit of camaraderie.

Seeing Steward Gu arguing with the ship owner's servant, Sister Yang, who enjoyed meddling, quietly said to a crew member, "How did Steward Gu get into an argument with that young man? This isn't good. Hurry and call him over."

Duo Shanmei, along with a few surviving cultivators from the Wangchuan Duo Clan, sat at a nearby table and said coldly upon hearing this, "What else could they be arguing about? It's just about lodging."

"They arranged for seven or eight of us women to stay in one room. How cramped is that?"

Sister Yang quickly waved her hand and said, "You can't talk like that. They saved us; we should be endlessly grateful. To arrange food and lodging, the hosts have already shown utmost benevolence. How can we still be picky?"

"Besides, I've seen that communal bunk; it's not crowded, and the beds are all clean," two or three women beside Sister Yang nodded in agreement.

They had no complaints. To escape death, have a roof over their heads, and comfortably eat and live was already very good.

Qiao Mu sat a little distance away from them, but the deck was only so large, so she naturally heard everything they said.

Fifth Young Master Qin brought a plate of braised fish to her. "Don't mind them. Let Big Brother handle those people. Hurry and eat, then rest early."

Qiao Mu's small hand, holding the fish, paused slightly. She thought indignantly: Do I look like someone who just eats and sleeps?

These past few days, that's indeed the impression she gave.

Eat, go back to her room to sleep, wake up refreshed, then continue eating...

She didn't like to talk to people, even less to speak. Sometimes, to coax her into speaking, people would say a lot, only for her to look at them with an idiotic gaze, leaving them completely speechless and abruptly ending the conversation.

"At this sailing speed, we should reach the vicinity of the Lotus Pond Sacred Realm by tomorrow night. Will you... enter that secret realm with us?"

The little stoic remained expressionless, feigning indifference. "Whatever."

"Then would you like to stay on this ship?"

The little emperor said impatiently, "We'll see then."

Fifth Young Master saw her displeasure and nodded hastily. "Okay."