Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
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Zhao Manyan and Mu Bai finally returned near dawn.
Their clothes were ragged, like they were victims of a ship that had sunk and were begging for shelter in the city. Their hair had dried after being soaked in seawater. Not only did they look miserable, they smelled like three-day-old fish, too.
Despite an appearance which would easily convince people to stay a few hundred meters away from them, Zhao Manyan was smiling like a retard who had found some treasure in the sea.
"Did it work?" Jiang Shaoxu asked, while pinching her nose.
"It did! It was one hell of a ride, but I do believe you now," Zhao Manyan exclaimed excitedly.