Du Youqian's words naturally earned him an eye-roll from Feng Xiaoyi.
It wasn't that he had low emotional intelligence; he was doing it on purpose.
Because he hadn't yet decided what to do.
Hear their words, observe their actions.
Right now, he had only heard Feng Xiaoyi's words, not seen her actions.
After all, as everyone on Earth knew, women were the best liars, and the more beautiful the woman, the better she lied.
Feng Xiaoyi might not be a woman… but at the very least, she was a vixen.
So he had to wait until they reached the cave-dwelling, see what she did, and then decide on his own course of action.
If she didn't betray his trust, he naturally wouldn't betray hers.
If Feng Xiaoyi was harboring sinister intentions, then they would just have to see whose methods were more formidable.
The Flying Boat continued south, with Feng Xiaoyi still chattering away.
Little Wukong was fast asleep in the back, a large snot bubble inflating and deflating on his nose…
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