"They weren't prepared, and neither were we. Who knew something like this would suddenly happen? How can we launch an attack like this? If we charge in so rashly without making preparations, we'll definitely be defeated. Not only will there be countless casualties, but we'll become a laughingstock and be ridiculed by others," a shrewd fat man retorted.
A seductive woman also spoke up. "We should return immediately and notify the various tribes and dynasties, so they can make proper preparations. Also, I think it would be best to lure those humans over here, because the water is our home ground."
"Those humans can't breathe underwater. If they fall into the water, they'll drown, but we're different. We can live both on land and in water. As long as we're in the water, we hold a tremendous advantage."
"And they'll probably come by ship. We can hide underwater—when the time comes, they'll be in the open while we lurk in the dark, and we'll quietly kill this pack of humans!"
This plan satisfied everyone, and smiles appeared on their faces. A sinister old man looked maliciously at Zhao Fu's group across from them and asked, "Then what do we do now? Just leave directly? How should we deal with those human inheritors on the other side?"
"They probably have thoughts similar to ours—to spread the news first. After all, this concerns two worlds, so they shouldn't do anything for now. We can leave now and prepare to slaughter the humans," a middle-aged man said with a cold laugh.
The many members of the Fish Scale Clan exchanged smiles, then turned into streaks of light and shot into the seawater, disappearing without a trace.
Zhao Fu had also noticed the hostility sent from the other side. He gave a cold snort,