I stood still, murder in my eyes.
Zhang Yuchen, Pan Ling, and Gong Ya were the same.
We had suffered such a huge loss and gotten ourselves reeking from head to toe—were we supposed to just leave?
What kind of international joke was that...
Seeing that I was staring at the reservoir without speaking, Feng Laosi continued,
"Little brothers, stop looking. What if the filthy things in the water drag you down? Leave this place quickly!"
I answered directly,
"Uncle, since we've already gone into the water, we're not in a hurry to leave now."
"Not in a hurry to leave? What are you still doing here? It's so dangerous!"
Feng Laosi was extremely nervous.
I continued,
"Tian Yong, go bring over all our ritual implements. Tonight, I'm wiping this place clean..."
The moment I said that, Feng Laosi's face filled with terror.
"W-What? Wipe it, wipe this place clean?"
Tian Yong, however, looked thrilled.
"Got it, Martial Uncle! I'll go get them!"
With that, he hurried down toward the reservoir.
Seeing us like this, Feng Laosi swallowed and said,
"Little brothers, this isn't something to joke about! It's extremely dangerous here! The people who came during the day were monks from Kutuo Temple and Daoist masters from Boundless Horizon Abbey, and even they had no solution. You're so young. Although you have real skill, you can't let anger cloud your heads and act recklessly!"
Feng Laosi could tell that we had some ability, but we were too young.
With people dying here one after another, he naturally feared we would go in and never return.
"Uncle, don't worry. Just watch tonight."
After I spoke, Mao Jing pointed at the three boats by the reservoir.
"Uncle, can we use those three boats?"
Feng Laosi glanced at the three shabby little