Chapter 318

As Ryan led the way, Conque followed. His mind was a tangled mess of confusion as he tightly gripped the fishing rod. When they reached their destination, Ryan passed the creel over to Freya. "Here, take care of the fish for me. Thanks for the trouble!" Freya wasn't their maid; that was why Ryan always made sure to thank her after every request. Initially, she wondered if Ryan was deliberately trying to keep a distance away from her. However, she got used to his polite manner over time. Freya replied cheerfully, "No trouble at all!" She then made her way to the riverbank with a knife and creel in hand. Sherry saw Conque sitting on the ground, gripping the fishing rod. His brows furrowed in concentration, and he quietly muttered to himself. As she watched, Sherry couldn't resist thinking how adorable he looked. "What's wrong with him? Why is he mumbling to himself while holding that fishing rod? Is he out of his mind?" she asked. Ryan burst into laughter. "He wants to u