"Stop picking on that little one all the time. It hasn't been easy for it to survive this long..."
Ye Fei listened as Long Heng smugly told the Little Jiaoren all sorts of things, then told him to stop before he got too carried away.
They had no way of knowing how the Little Jiaoren had first become frozen on the Iceberg.
Later, it had arrived at Jun Mo's home, where the talkative Jun Mo raised it, the fish-loving Big Cat watched it, and it often had to eat food that wasn't particularly tasty...
It really hadn't been easy for the little fellow to survive this long with its mental state intact.
"I wasn't picking on it. I was just telling it that we're different. When it died, nobody knew it. It was already very lucky that Jun Mo could bring it home and raise it..."
Long Heng huffed awkwardly a couple of times and said no more.
As for the Little Jiaoren in front of him, whose eyes held a hint of admiration...
Once this trip was over and everyone returned, he could take his time chatting with it in the seawater area.
"All right, take your time chatting, but you should still tell me how to send these players over..."
Sitting above the Cliff, Ye Fei looked at the players in the water. This really was too difficult.
Some of that seafood had strength ratings of six or seven hundred, but they weren't difficult to handle. A Lightning Net could catch a whole swath of them in a moment.
But players-how was he supposed to catch them? Catching them didn't mean he could mail them.
"Players... What do I need players for? I just happened to see them running over back then, so I locked them inside. Now