Miao Zhiquiao and the others did not wait long before the whale beast brought Wang Anfeng over.
The thirty-four-zhang-long exotic beast broke through the water. Miao Zhiquiao and the others saw the blue-robed scholar, who had just been able to fish the sea with a rod, now sitting on the whale beast's back. Although his demeanor was as before, there was a hint of fatigue. They were curious but did not dare to ask.
Wang Anfeng boarded the ship, and the whale beast let out a low cry before departing.
Miao Zhiquiao withdrew her gaze and looked at the scholar beside her, who was the same as when he first boarded. She pursed her lips and asked softly:
"Senior, what will you do next...?"
Wang Anfeng, deep in thought, waved his hand with a smile:
"No need to call me senior, just refer to me as the scholar as before."
Then he laughed self-deprecatingly:
"Calling me senior makes me sound much older than I am."
Miao Zhiquiao hesitated: "This..."
Wang Anfeng glanced at her and joked:
