He was dressed in black and stood at the stern of the boat holding a pole, and he was dressed in white and stood at the bow. "You only have three lives." "I know." "Still not an immortal?" The man in white didn't answer. When the boat docked, the man in white turned around and got off the boat. After walking a few steps, he looked back with a faint smile: "You will ferry me over in the next life, okay?"