Upon hearing this name, an image of an elderly fisherman appeared in Su Mu's mind.
A little over a month ago, he had received a new fishing rod from the old man, and Su Mu also promised him that if he ever met his grandson, he would offer some help.
The old man said it would be three months later, but it had only been one month so far. Ultimately, that didn't matter. Since he had already promised, and had even accepted an early crossing fee, he had to safely send him across. Su Mu was someone who kept his word.
"Are you really called 'Gui'?" Su Mu asked the young boy once again.
After he spoke, the boy nodded, and from his clear yet slightly naive eyes, it was evident he wasn't lying.
At this moment, Su Mu had already made up his mind.
Alright, there's no avoiding it now, I must help.
Just a moment ago, he couldn't find a reason, but now he had a reason to help, as he had promised before.
