The Fatty was startled at the sight. Then he and Huai Yi's group jumped up and down, cursing Water Lord at the top of their lungs.
Water Lord had personally promised earlier that he wouldn't use them as pawns and would fight Wu fair and square. But now he'd gone back on his word in the blink of an eye. What kind of skill was it to ambush a bunch of old, weak, and injured people?
Water Lord landed on the ice, but didn't immediately attack Wu. Instead, he turned toward Jiang Cheng and the others. The next moment, something no one could have expected happened: Water Lord dropped to his knees with a thud. There was no joy on his face. Instead, his fists were clenched tight, his features twisted, and his eyes were so red they looked ready to bleed. "I, your lord, have always acted with honor. I had no choice but to resort to such a despicable act today. I wronged you, but I cannot leave my benefactor's death unavenged! Once this is over, I'll cripple myself. After that, you can kill me or do whatever you wish!"
Before the Fatty and the others could react, he slammed his head against the ice. "Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He kowtowed three times in a row, each time striking the ice hard. Green blood even began to trickle from Water Lord's forehead.
Wu Yingying furrowed her brows. She could tell that Water Lord had withdrawn the protection around his forehead. The shards of ice had cut him.
Jiang Cheng jumped off the boat. The others seemed to snap out of it, too, and followed him as he ran toward the barrier. But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't break through. After all, this was one of Water