Cavern? Trench! A Sale

Wei Long and Fang Cheng both looked embarrassed.

The buyer had arrived, but the Weird Farm had not been repaired. Awkward.

Fang Cheng glanced at Zhu Yu and hesitated. "Why don't we go see Elder Hai first?"

He hurriedly explained who Elder Hai was.

Elder Hai was an Attendant of the Sea Patrol Guard who specialized in building Weird Farms. From Fang Cheng's description, his methods resembled feng shui.

"Let's take a look, then."

Zhu Yu raised his brows. If the Crimson Refinement Farm could not be repaired, there was no point in buying it. He might as well stay at the Black Dragon Gang's

Weird Farm.

The two men and two weirds boarded a boat and sailed slowly toward the depths of the Weird Farm.

Before long,

several Sea Patrol Guard boats appeared ahead.

They could see

lengths of gray-white Weird-Banishing Stone loaded aboard them.

As their boat drew alongside,

Fang Cheng called to a Sea Patrol Guard on the opposite boat, "Where's Elder Hai?"

Before the guard could answer,

the sea surged. A burly old man with graying hair and a bare upper body, at least two meters tall by the look of him, leaped from the water and landed on deck. He took a towel from a guard, wiped himself down, and put on a Sea Patrol Guard uniform.

Fang Cheng brought Zhu Yu and the others aboard, cupped his hands politely, and asked, "Sorry for the trouble, Elder Hai. Can the hole be completely sealed?"

"Completely sealed?"

Elder Hai shot Fang Cheng an irritated look. "Don't tell me you haven't gone down to see it. You call that damn thing a hole? It's over three thousand meters long and wide, and fuck knows how deep. How am I supposed to seal it?"

"With my corpse?"

*Over