The small boat sailed across the calm river for quite some time, the gentle ripples lapping against the hull with a soft, rhythmic sound.
Finally, it steadily pulled up to the bank. The elderly boatman wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. Breathing heavily, he called out to Zhang Jingyun, who was standing at the bow: "Sir, we've reached the place you mentioned."
Zhang Jingyun gave a cold, indifferent nod. He walked straight into the cabin and helped Su Yixin out, who had been waiting there all this time with a slightly nervous expression.
Chapter 125