"Start reeling in?"
Hearing the words spat out by Golden Boat, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons was stunned, thinking, "What does he mean by 'time to reel in'?"
On the distant city walls, Li Qingming was also taken aback, then fiercely clapped his hands, exclaiming, "Damn it, I knew this old bastard Golden Boat wouldn't just capture Huntian and his gang to release them afterwards! After all this fuss, he was waiting for us here, using us as his pawns. That's utterly shameless!"
Shakyamuni and Yin Xi also appeared pensive, as if they had come to a realization.
It was different for Long Xuhu and Man Niu, these two simple-minded creatures. They were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, constantly circling Li Qingming, their mouths muttering nonstop: "Big Senior Brother, what does Golden Boat City Lord's words mean?"
