"Prince Yangyan?!"

The little boy's exclamation made Fang Yan stunned, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart. Unexpectedly, he would meet someone who had watched his performance here, and he liked his performance very much when he saw this. He was naturally happy to get recognition from others. Facing the little boy's earnest eyes, Fang Yan nodded with a smile: "Have you seen "The Prince and the Shadow Swordsman"?"

"Yeah!" The little boy nodded vigorously, and ran to Fang Yan as he was afraid of being at first, and his little face turned red with excitement. "This year's Flame Festival, my mother brought to the Silent Garden, which is so lively! I have watched a lot of shows there, and my favorite is "Prince and Shadow Swordsman". I like you and Sister Kikyo the most!"

"Uh..." Faced with this sudden enthusiasm, Fang Yan was a little surprised, and then reacted and smiled: "I'm very happy that someone appreciated my performance. Thank you for your support."

As if he was afraid that Fang Yan would not believe it, the little boy suddenly lowered his head and looked meditative, lowered his voice and pretended to be a tone that he thought was vicissitudes, but it actually sounded hilarious, and whispered: "Fighting on the back? Living in vain? Where should I go?"

This is a line that Yang Yan said after learning the truth about his father's murder in "Prince and Shadow Swordsman". It was widely circulated in the Preshidian area after the Flame Festival, so Fang Yan naturally remembered it clearly. But now seeing the little boy, who was only seven or eight years old, said this line seriously, and his little face was full of seriousness, so he couldn't help laughing, clapping his palms to express encouragement and praise. Looking at Fang Yan's eyes, the little boy's face turned red and he smiled foolishly and touched his head.

The little boy's mother watched all this from behind, looking at the happy smile on the little boy's face that had not appeared for a long time, smiling with kindness, but her hands quietly wiped the corners of her eyes. How long has it been since she spoke to others so boldly? Her eyes were slightly red, and the little boy's mother looked at Fang Yan with gratitude.

Fang Yan smiled back and looked down at the little boy's red face. When he saw his idol's red face, his eyes could not help but swept over the empty sleeves of his left arm and the eye mask on his left eye. He sighed slightly in his heart, but there was no strangeness on the surface. Fang Yan knew that what the little boy needed was not pity and sympathy, but the minimum respect.

He patted the little boy's shoulder intimately, and Fang Yan smiled and looked serious and said, "Introduce yourself. Hello, boy, Xia Yangyan, his real name is Fang Yan, you can call me Brother Fang Yan." After that, he opened his hand and reached in front of the little boy.

This self-introduction etiquette made the little boy feel like he was regarded as an adult. Fang Yan's already high favorability increased again. He also bowed to Fang Yan very seriously and said, "My name is Ace. I am eight years old this year. Just call me Ace."

Two palms, one big and one small, were clasped together at this moment.

This is the first official meeting between Fang Yan and Xiao Ace. Maybe this is just a small matter for Fang Yan, but for the young Ace, he has never had respect in Fang Yan. This day is a day that he will never forget in his life.

After chatting with Little Ace for a while, Fang Yan also learned about some of the situations of their mother and son. Little Ace's mother's name is Lucius, and their hometown is Bilgewater, but she moved to Ionia a few years ago. The place they were going to during this trip was Piltwolf. Pierce City announced a major breakthrough in medicine some time ago. Lucius wanted to go there to see if Ace's arm and eye disability could be cured - they were ready to return disappointed.

The chat did not talk about Ace's father, and Fang Yan was sensitive and did not ask much.

At this time, a loud whistle sound came, which meant that the Golden Meli was about to set off. I was curious about the situation when the ship started, and seeing Ace had the same idea, Fang Yan took Ace to the outside deck. Although he seemed a little worried about Ace, Luci did not follow him after considering it, but just ordered to pay attention to safety.

The whistle kept ringing, Fang Yan and Ace climbed on the railing and looked down. The boat was moving slowly, but it looked more like a free harbor away. At this time, there were a lot more people gathering on the deck, such as Fang Yan when he boarded the boat, and most of them waved and shouted goodbye to the family or friends on the shore by the railing. When the sound of hundreds of people was made at the same time, Fang Yan could hear only the incomparable noise and noise, but I have to say that this was indeed very touching.

After thinking for a few seconds, Fang Yan suddenly raised his hand high and shouted at the shore: "Goodbye! Don't miss me! Take care of yourself! Goodbye!"

The little Ace next to him looked over curiously: "Brother Fang Yan, who is the one who sent you on the shore?"

Fang Yan smiled indifferently: "No one gave me a message, I just shouted casually."

"Eh?" Little Ace was stunned.

Fang Yan said with confidence: "The people around him are walking and waving goodbye. If we don't do this, it will be too conspicuous. This is equivalent to telling others clearly that we are poor guys who no one gives us. Anyway, there are so many people, they don't know who we are saying goodbye to. Pretending to look is also a novel experience, right?"

Little Allen stared at Fang Yan for a moment, and after thinking for a few seconds, nodded as if he was unaware of it, then raised his hand high and shouted at the shore: "Goodbye! I will take good care of myself! Goodbye!"

"Hahahaha..." The two of them looked at each other and laughed loudly at the same time, shouting at the gradually distant Freeport, "Goodbye!"

The whistle was still ringing. In the midst of the noise of the ship, the Golden Meli bid farewell to the Freeport and sailed towards the vast sea. Fang Yan and Ace lay on the railings and looked at the sparkling sea. The sunlight shone on their faces, reflecting a bright smile. The journey has just begun.

At night.

Relying on the wall of the bed, a light-slim oil lamp was placed on the small table in front of him. Fang Yan quietly browsed with a book introducing Piltwolf's customs and customs. The thickness of the book without reading was slowly reduced as his fingertips lifted the pages.

There are no fewer mosquitoes on the boat than on land, so each bed is equipped with an opaque mosquito net. If you don’t want to disturb Ace and his son on the other side by reading a book, Fang Yan pulled up the mosquito net early, and the faint light shone in this small space. Fang Yan’s upper bunk is still empty. It seems that most of the time, the ship tickets are not sold out, which is also a common occurrence.

I just read Piltwolf's scenic spots, but a rustling sound interrupted Fang Yan's thoughts. After a moment, a little head wearing an eye mask lifted the mosquito net and squeezed into the space.

Fang Yan smiled and asked, "Ace, what's wrong?"

"Brother Fang Yan, I can't sleep. Can I tell me stories?" Ace opened his only eye wide and looked at Fang Yan pitifully, "I have heard the story my mother told many times, and I can recite it."

"Oh?" Fang Yan raised his eyebrows and said with a slight teasing voice, "Ace, you are so old, you still have to listen to stories before you can fall asleep?"

Ace's face turned shyly and she looked at her hands with her head down. She didn't dare to joke with Ace, but Fang Yan just smiled in a bad mood and waved to him: "Come in, don't disturb your mother's sleep."

His face was still red, and Ace quietly climbed up Fang Yan's bed. Although the space was very small, Ace was only eight years old and still had a small body, so she couldn't be said to be crowded. Sitting cross-legged opposite the small table, Ace looked at Fang Yan with anticipation.

"I can't sleep at night and want to hear the story?" Fang Yan asked with a smile.

Ace nodded.

"But I'm not good at telling stories." Fang Yan spread his hands, looked at Ace's disappointed look, and thought for a while and said, "Then let me tell you about Valoran's strange stories. I know more about this. Which place or aspect do you want to hear?"

"Bilgewater and the Sea of ​​Watch!" Ace replied without hesitation.

Originally, he just asked casually, but he didn't expect Ace to give the answer so resolutely. Fang Yan couldn't help but feel curious. Although Bilgewater is the hometown of Ace, didn't he move out several years ago? At his age, he wouldn't leave much impression on him, how could he be so interested?

After thinking about it, Fang Yan felt that this was not a taboo topic, so he held his head and asked, "Bilgewater? How could you be interested in this place?"

"Although I left very early, my hometown is always Bilgewater, and I like it there. The Sea of ​​Watch is my second hometown, and it is also the place where my father's soul rests." When he said this, Ace's face was not sad, but rather a solemn that was completely inconsistent with his age. This solemnity made Fang Yan feel strange.

"Then what does your father do?" Since Ace talked about this topic, Fang Yan touched Ace's head and asked curiously.

"My father is a sea... a sailor, but when I was very young, he died in a naval battle. Then, my mother and I moved to Aionia to live." As he said this, there was a hint of hesitation in Ace's tone, and tears seemed to flash in his eyes. After all, that was his father.

"Sorry." Looking at Ace's depressed expression, Fang Yan sighed in his heart and comforted in a low voice.

"Brother Fang Yan, don't say sorry." Little Ace smiled brightly and clenched his fists and said, "Although dad is gone for a long time, she will always be the greatest hero in my heart!"

Fang Yan was stunned, staring at Ace's serious face, and nodded vigorously: "Yeah!" With encouragement to Ace in his eyes, a trace of confusion flashed in Fang Yan's heart: "Father? So strange, what a distant word."

Shaking his head and throwing these messy thoughts out of his head. Fang Yan smiled and pointed at Xiao Ace's forehead: "Okay, don't talk about these things. Aren't you going to listen to the strange stories of Bilgewater and the Sea of ​​Watch? Let me think about it."
Chapter completed!