Mo Hua slowly let out a breath, but his gaze also grew somewhat serious.
After sailing for a while longer, there were no other boats around. The Mistwater River was vast, the night was dark, and only his own Spirit Boat was sailing alone.
Mo Hua did not even know where he had ended up.
After a moment, the Letter Token trembled slightly. Mo Hua took it out to check, and it was a message from Gu Changhuai:
"We've been tricked, we boarded the wrong boat."
Mo Hua silently replied:
"No worries, I boarded the right one..."
Gu Changhuai was silent for a moment, seemingly unable to understand, "Why is the boat you boarded not wrong?"
Mo Hua also found it hard to explain at the moment, so he simply replied:
"A stroke of luck..."
Gu Changhuai didn't dwell on it; time was tight, and this was not the time to discuss such matters.
"Do you know which part of the river you're in now?"
Surrounded by pitch darkness, Mo Hua thought for a while and sighed, "I don't know."
