Seeing that the Thirteenth Prince had repeatedly assured him, and that his maid had pleaded on his behalf, and considering that the Thirteenth Prince was indeed deathly pale and looked like he was about to fall apart, the Green-Clad Hall Master reluctantly agreed. Finally, with a grim face, he warned the Thirteenth Prince, "You'd better stay put on the ship. Don't wander around, and don't go out. If I find out..." The Green-Clad Hall Master made a throat-slitting gesture, threatening the Thirteenth Prince, "Your life will be in danger!"

The Thirteenth Prince deliberately backed away in fright, frantically protecting his neck, and stammered, "Yes...yes...don't worry, I definitely won't run around or look around..."

The green-robed hall master rolled his eyes, walked outside and gave the boatman at the helm a few hand signals. The boat slowly left the shore and headed into the deep sea.

The green-robed leader sat opposite the Thirteenth Master, his eyes fixed on him, making the Thirteenth Master feel extremely uncomfortable. He glanced at him with a troubled expression and muttered, "A young lady like you, spending all your time killing and fighting..."

The green-robed hall master glared at him warily and snapped, "What did you say?"

Thirteenth Master hurriedly waved his hand, saying anxiously, "No... I didn't say anything. I just said that the Hall Master is young and promising, and that he has gained the Sect Leader's favor. When will you put in a good word for me with the Sect Leader, so that I can also enjoy some of the good fortune..."

The green-robed leader rolled his eyes, shifted his position to face the Thirteenth Master, and said disdainfully, "You'd better just obediently handle the grain matter for the leader. You're not qualified to try and impress him..."

In his haste, the Thirteenth Prince retorted confidently, "Why am I not qualified? Is it simply because I'm not a woman?"

After he finished speaking, the people around him chuckled. The green-robed hall master blushed and angrily said, "Because you are not Ming..." Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly woke up, glared at them, and then shut his mouth. Thirteenth Master still didn't understand what the green-robed hall master meant and wanted to ask again, but he found that the atmosphere around him was strange.

The women who had been laughing and joking just moments before were now glaring at him menacingly. Thirteenth Master had no choice but to tactfully return to his seat, shrinking back awkwardly, and said, "Don't be nervous! Don't be nervous! I just want to make a fortune so I can marry a beautiful wife and live a comfortable life!"

Upon hearing Thirteen Master's words, everyone relaxed. The Green-Clad Hall Master chuckled and said, "You lecherous scoundrel!" Thirteen Master was displeased and wanted to argue, but suddenly a strong wind at sea caused the ship to be tossed about by a wave. After several violent rockings, it slowly stabilized.

Everyone gripped the gunwale tightly, not daring to let go. Only Thirteenth Master, in his haste, had accidentally stumbled to the opposite side and collided with the Green-Clad Hall Master. The two exchanged a glance and retreated hastily in fright.

"You bastard! You lecher!" The green-robed leader drew his sword and glared at the Thirteenth Master, who cowered in the corner, unwilling to admit defeat, "It was an accident! I don't have that kind of guts..."

After he finished speaking, the boat began to rock violently again. Everyone nervously clung to whatever they could hold onto, their nerves on edge as they waited for the storm to pass. Fortunately, the helmsman was an experienced sailor, and despite several close calls, he steadily steered the boat in the intended direction.

The Thirteenth Prince finally couldn't take it anymore and started to feel seasick. After several rocking motions, his face turned pale and his head was throbbing. He was so shaken that he felt like he was going to vomit.

Seeing Thirteen's distressed state and recalling Thirteen's previous words and actions, the Green-Clad Hall Master became even more convinced that Thirteen was just an ordinary small-time merchant who only wanted to make some money and posed no threat to him or the White Lotus Sect. As a result, he became even less wary.