His Qiaoqiao had ascended to an even greater level of elegance and adorableness. Observing her clad in the crimson battle suit, its visual appeal was so captivating that it held the gazes of onlookers in a magnetic grip.
The cohort of young individuals embarked onto the third-layer ship, laden with bags of assorted sizes, creating a somewhat jarring spectacle.
Qiao Mu caught a glimpse of them and suppressed a smile, her diminutive countenance maintaining an impassive demeanor.
Qi Xuanxuan was adorned in an emerald-green dress, further enhancing the charm of her cherubic visage.
One individual carried a sack in front and another at his rear, with two more suspended from his shoulders. Upon boarding the ship, he waved his dainty hand and announced, "All right, everyone is present. Let's commence our journey."
Crown Prince Mo's eyelid twitched as he scanned these individuals. "What is the meaning of this?"
