As they spoke, ripples kept spreading out on the lake's surface, seemingly reflecting the Whale God's current mood.
Lu Qingshan pondered for a moment before asking slowly, "How do you wish to see them?"
Just now, Feng Mo had already mentioned that the Whale God Zhuo couldn't move at all now, so it was impossible to have it go to the South Sea.
That would leave only bringing the little Longevity Whale to the Heavenly River Sea.
"I don't have much of a relationship with it, we haven't even spoken before — there's only some intersection," Lu Qingshan reminded, signaling the Whale God Zhuo not to have any expectations of him.
"It's alright, Zhuo. As long as you tell it I'm here, it will certainly be willing to come see me, Zhuo!" the Whale God Zhuo said with absolute confidence.
"As for the communication issue..."
The ripples on the lake quietly disappeared, leaving it calm as a mirror, indicating that the Whale God Zhuo was lost in thought.
