Winding around?
Su Che watched the boats in the waterspout's path. They looked small, and none bore the telltale glow of a magical artifact.
The waterspout stretched straight toward Azure Heaven, dragging up the surrounding seawater and hurling it into the air as a raging storm. Even a true warship would be smashed to pieces by such a tempest, let alone these few little boats.
If he stood by and did nothing, the surging waves would swallow them sooner or later.
"Fellow Daoist Zuo, this is no time to act on impulse. As the saying goes, a tiger travels with wind, a dragon with rain. A display like this must mean some noble of the Qiantang Dragon Clan is out on an excursion. Whatever his cultivation, even his personal guards will be Reverted Elixir cultivators like us."
Guan Qing urged him cautiously. "If we interfere, never mind saving those boats—we'll be lucky to save ourselves."
"I thought the Qiantang Dragon Clan had long been known for its virtue. I thought they were righteous gods. I never imagined they had so many wastrels among them, treating human lives like weeds out here on the Eastern Sea."
Su Che sighed at his words.
It was true he had no ties to bind him, but he still needed to catch a Star Raft in Tidewatch City. Guan Qing, meanwhile, made his living under the Qiantang Dragon Clan.
Brother Guan has been warm to me all along, telling me old stories and chatting about local customs. But the moment I move to save anyone, he'll be the first to turn on me.
"Compared with the Dongting branch, who kill at the drop of a hat and pick fights everywhere, the Qiantang branch is positively courteous. Here on the Eastern Sea, what difference is there