Nan Zhi soon found Ye Jinglan. The mer, just as she had expected, was sitting with a few of his friends with whom he liked to gossip and drink. She glanced at the fried chicken and the beer bottles that were littered all over the floor under the small roof of the outdoor shed, with no walls but only pillars. The more Nan Zhi looked at it, the angrier she became. This mer was worried about them? If he was worried about them, then the world was about to come to an end!
Nan Zhi walked over and picked up a small pebble from the street before walking over to the dilapidated house.
