Seeing Ma Xiangyu still afraid, the old man bit the fennel bean in his mouth and sneered:
"However, compared to that Immortal's wrath, you should think about how to deal with the Big Sister. Her eyesight is very keen, she surely saw the hook you sent was straight, hehe, you know Big Sister's temperament, this time you're in for it."
Ma Xiangyu grinned, looking worse than crying.
The old man laughed out loud.
Miao Zhiqiao frowned and looked over, saying, "What's wrong?"
Ma Xiangyu waved his hands nervously, chuckling, "No, it's nothing."
Before Miao Zhiqiao could ask again, a muffled thunder-like sound suddenly came from the horizon, continuous and endless, causing everyone to change their expressions, thinking it was a sea storm. On the sea, the weather changes quickly, and such storm phenomena are hardly less disturbing than the movements when top experts take action as in legends.
Looking again in that direction, it was still calm and peaceful.
