Chen Shi raised his hand, wanting to stop her, but then withdrew it.
Chen Yindou looked at his withdrawn hand in astonishment and then glanced at the Golden Ship.
Chen Shi seemed to make some kind of decision, suddenly smiled, and said, "This ship can only hold eight people; one more, and it will sink. Grandfather, you get on the ship first. Uncle Five, Granny Sha, and I will take the next ship."
Chen Yindou stepped to the side of the ship, about to board the Golden Ship, but stopped and turned back to look at the people on the wharf. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Little Five, you get on the ship. I'll sit on the same ship as Little Ten."
Chen Shi's heart beat violently twice, his voice slightly hoarse, "Grandfather..."
