Chun Zang had no choice but to say to Zhen Han, "Disciple, go fish up all the fishing boats and nets scattered across the sea. Don't let them drift into the depths with the waves!"
"Master..." Zhen Han watched the two Zhen Kongs battle, looking extremely nervous. "We still can't tell which Zhen Kong is real and which is fake. This disciple must protect your safety and cannot leave without permission!"
"Hah..." Dragon Horse Zhen Feng sneered. "The one who came back first is obviously fake! If he meant Master harm, he would have struck then and there. Why would he wait until now?"
"Hmph, I think the one who came later is fake!" Zhen Han snorted coldly as well. "Zhen Feng, you're a dragon. Salvaging boats and fishing nets from the sea is your old trade. You should be the one doing this!"
"Pah!" Dragon Horse Zhen Feng spat. "I am the Tenth Prince of the East Sea Dragon Palace. How can I do such trivial little tasks? If the other princes of the East Sea Dragon Palace learned of it, would I have any face left?"
"You've already been ridden by a pig. What face do you still have?" Zhen Han shot back. Then, seeing Chun Zang turn and walk toward the shore, he hurriedly called out, "Master, what are you doing?"
"Amitabha, your master will do these trivial little tasks!" Chun Zang replied without turning his head.
"Oh, Master, don't be hasty. This disciple was merely joking with Junior Brother..." Zhen Han did not dare let Chun Zang enter the sea. He hastily spoke as he urged his body into flight above the water. With a raised hand and a grasp, all the small fishing boats and nets within several miles were seized in his hand. He