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Chapter 4831: Being Picky

The old man sighed deeply, seemingly recalling some of his deceased companions, his eyes appearing somewhat dim.

Thinking of the old owner of the Dayuan merchant ship, who also perished in this unforeseen disaster, the old man couldn't help but sigh wistfully, turning to look at the girl wrapped in the blanket.

"Miss Fang, please accept my condolences."

"Yes, Miss Fang, the dead cannot be brought back to life, so please don't grieve too much," the young woman mumbled, then looked at the girl in the blanket and said, "Miss Fang, the weather is turning colder now, and staying wet like this isn't good for you. Shall I take you to change your clothes?"

Miss Fang and her younger brother were ordinary people, like them, without their own inner realms.

The blanket was lent to her by a male cultivator accompanying Miss Duo, who, seeing her completely soaked and her figure quite visible, kindly offered her a blanket to wrap herself in.

Miss Fang tightly held her younger brother's small hand. Hearing the boy sneeze twice, her eyes softened slightly. She nodded to the woman and said, "Thank you, Sister Yang."

Sister Yang smiled and said, "Eh," then turned and spoke a few words to a ship's cabin boy, asking him to lead the way and accompany Miss Fang and her brother to change clothes.

Qiao Mu glanced at them and said, "I'm sleepy."

During this time, she needed to recover her spiritual consciousness as quickly as possible. After taking some pills, sleeping or meditating was the best way to digest them.

First Young Master Qin smiled at her. "Okay, then you go rest first. I'll arrange these people."

Qiao Mu ignored him, muttering to herself: If he doesn't arrange these people, does he expect her to?

The little fellow habitually acted like a hands-off manager, returning to her room to rest without bothering about where First Young Master Qin would arrange those outside.

After taking the Tranquilizing Humankind Pill and meditating for a while, she opened her eyes, and a whole morning had passed.

It was time for a pleasant lunch again. Although the little stoic didn't say anything, her feet involuntarily headed towards the deck.

Having interacted for so long, the young masters of the Qin Estate all knew this little stoic's peculiar habit.

No matter what, come mealtime, the little fellow would invariably appear on the deck...

As the little stoic stepped onto the deck, she raised a hand to caress her lower abdomen, thinking: Mama's eating, baby, absorb well.

She had just reached the deck when she heard a voice filled with suppressed resentment: "How can you arrange for the young lady to stay with Sister Yang and them?"

"And the young master can't stay with those shop assistants either. At least a room should be arranged for the sister and brother."

Ling Ge, who was conversing with him, couldn't help but chuckle in exasperation. Her words immediately became less polite. "This isn't an inn, and we're not charging you money right now. There are only two rooms: one for men and one for women. If you think this isn't acceptable, you're free to disembark."

These people were truly laughable, and so much trouble.

From the moment they boarded, they were treated as if they had ulterior motives. At first, Miss Fang stubbornly refused to change clothes with the servants, and it was only when she was truly too wet to bear it that she reluctantly went with the young woman, Sister Yang, to change into clean clothes.

Her face was very unpleasant when changing clothes, looking disgusted by the coarse servant clothes.

Now that they'd been arranged a place to rest, more problems arose!

Did they really think the whole world was their parents? You've already been salvaged; can't you just settle down?