"The other two..."
Yao Shunyu looked confused. The president's ability to infiltrate a world like this had already shattered his understanding of nightmares. There was no reason for him to bring helpers too. Unless, like them, they had entered by taking part in a mission?
The Fatty's thoughts were much simpler. He just suspected that Water Lord was full of crap. If he'd needed to fake his death and launch a sneak attack just to deal with a River Goddess who was only sixty or seventy percent as strong as she'd been at her peak, then there was no way he could have escaped the president by taking on three opponents at once.
Noticing the Fatty peeking at him suspiciously, Water Lord tapped the ground with his cane and flushed as he explained, "I say, you little fatty, don't tell me you don't believe me. I... I'm a respected elder. I've never been one to brag. If anything, I left out a few. I was in such a hurry to run that I didn't get a good look, but I'd conservatively estimate they had seven or eight... a dozen or more reinforcements behind them."
The Fatty wore a look of admiration, but he knew perfectly well what was going on. The old guy really is making it up. He's getting more ridiculous by the second. A dozen people against him? If a dozen people really showed up, they'd probably beat him into a vegetable.
The fighting on Water Lord's side had come to a temporary end. After absorbing Wu Yingying's strength, the rice plant growing from her neck had ripened further, bearing heavy grain in an astonishing quantity.
Water Lord strolled over and snapped the stalk. A moment later, Wu Yingying, who had been unconscious, slowly opened her eyes. This