The Muddy Water Gang's Water Bay.
The night was black as ink.
Only moonlight fell upon the river, stirring layers of silver ripples.
The man and the flood dragon were still plotting how to seize the secret treasures in the underwater Great Demon's cave abode.
Neither had noticed a thing.
Danger had already crept close.
Beneath the surface.
Two figures slowly approached like swimming fish.
They were Song Renli and Li Tai.
As Two-Stripe Commandants of the Water Transport Office, they had spent years patrolling the Qu River and battling Water Demons. Both had practiced the Water-Walking Art, and they moved no slower in the river than on land.
Meanwhile, on the bank.
Lu Chen used the Thousand-Face Shadowless Technique to conceal his presence, seeming to melt into the night as he slowly approached Zhou Cang.
As Zhou Cang continued speaking, he suddenly noticed that the Blackwater Flood Dragon had fallen silent.
"What's wrong?"
Zhou Cang frowned.
He looked up.
Only to find the Blackwater Flood Dragon staring behind him.
A trace of wariness showed in the flood dragon's enormous serpentine eyes.
"Old Zhou."
The Blackwater Flood Dragon spoke in a low voice. "An unfamiliar friend has arrived."
Zhou Cang's expression shifted slightly.
"An unfamiliar friend?"
He whipped around.
Beneath the moonlight.
A young man stood a short distance away, his black commandant's uniform fluttering in the wind.
It was Lu Chen.
"Lu Chen?"
Zhou Cang's pupils abruptly contracted.
He had never imagined this.
This young commandant, who had only just joined the Water Transport Office, had actually crept up behind him without a sound.
"You..."
"Still haven't left?"
Lu Chen smiled. "Gang Leader Zhou."
"The scenery here is lovely."
"So I came back for another look."
Zhou Cang's expression grew increasingly grim.
He knew.
Since Lu Chen had appeared