An Ruoqing sighed helplessly and stepped back again.
Ye Qingfeng naturally knew that Bai Wan'er didn't want to speak, but he, as an Immortal Venerable, had his pride. Having asked already, he intended to offer help. However, if others did not appreciate it, he certainly wouldn't shamelessly continue to ask.
"I have already asked, but whether to speak is your choice!"
After finishing his words, Ye Qingfeng didn't linger and directly leaped away, disappearing across the river with a few jumps.
Just after Ye Qingfeng left, Bai Wan'er let out a low sob, leaned against the side of the boat, and tears flowed again.
An Ruoqing was startled and hurried over, asking in confusion, "Wan'er, what are you doing? Why didn't you tell him?"
"He's so powerful, for him, this matter is just a trivial task. You don't have to force yourself, why didn't you say it?"
An Ruoqing seemed somewhat frustrated and indignant.
