So, Mu Rufeng gave up on this idea.
He estimated that the teammates for the dragon boat race would also be randomly arranged, so gathering friends and family wouldn't help.
Just then, a huge voice appeared out of nowhere.
"Dragon boats race, drums beat loudly, thousands of dragons emerge from the waves. Crowds flood the banks, laughter and cheer, tales of old and new echo along the shore."
"Today is the annual Duanwu Festival, and also the annual dragon boat race."
"Now, the Rule begins to allocate dragon boat teams."
This was the voice of the host, unseen but heard.
In an instant, Mu Rufeng felt an irresistible force descending upon him.
Even though he was at the Emperor Middle Stage, possessing various Rule abilities, he still could not resist this force. Probably only the Heavenly Dao Rules could counter it to some extent.
"The waters of the Mysterious World are indeed deep," Mu Rufeng muttered to himself.
