The meatball looked at Di Juechen pitifully, feeling that he was too scary.
That aura from his entire body was really stronger every time he saw it!
Di Juechen's thin lips curled up as he watched the meatball's actions.
He had no choice. Who asked the meatball to come and break the world between him and his wife?
Feng Chu Ge leaned against the back of the carriage and pretended to sleep. In his heart, he sighed at these two clowns…
..
It wasn't far from the West Ocean. After half a day of nonstop travel, they arrived at the West Ocean.
Just as the rumors said, the entire West Sea was like stagnant water, without a single ripple.
Silence!
It was so quiet that it was a little strange.
"This is the West Ocean?" Feng Chu Ge stood on the shore and looked at the gray water.
"Not bad."
Feng Chuge glanced at the women washing clothes on the shore and shook his head. "They really think that the West Ocean is still water."