Only a handful of crew members bustled about on the deck, while some young couples lingered there, talking and admiring the view, but soon they would retreat to the cabin, unable to bear the river wind. Only one person remained there, gazing at the faraway, motionless, as if sculpted in stone. There were quite a few people standing nearby, watching over this young master. This young master was usually cheerful and chatty, and among all the sons of the Mu family, he was the most playful and carefree, but he was also the most tender and good-hearted son to the Mu family’s servants. But this son, who always treated the servants with a smile and never a frown, would sometimes be quiet like this, gazing at the faraway in a trance, and they would also wisely keep their distance and not bother him, because this must be the son pondering over a very grave matter. A youth in white clothes walked past them at this moment, and in a few steps he reached the mast, slapping the young master’s shoulder, “What are you thinking about?” The servants were all startled, and some of them even planned to rush up and beat up this impudent fellow, but Mu Nianhua turned his head and just smiled. “It’s you, why aren’t you staying in your room?” Su Baiyi smiled awkwardly, “My senior…my wife wanted me to go out and get her something to eat.” “Come on, she’s not your wife, she’s just your senior sister, there’s no food to buy on the deck,…