The group sat on the whale, singing as they went, and by dawn they'd already reached the vicinity of Gouyu Island.
There was a fifty-meter-high signal tower built up there. Supposedly the Japanese built it, and it was the first time Qin Feng had seen it this close.
Brother Xiaowei cursed, "Those Little Devils are shameless! If there wasn't divine retribution for killing mortals, I'd wipe out every last Japanese bastard myself!"
Yan Danfeng said, "Exactly, Gouyu Island is obviously ours, but they keep insisting it's theirs. Isn't that the height of shamelessness!"
Maoo Baiqing and Yixiu chuckled quietly. Both were monks, so they took such worldly matters lightly—unlike Brother Xiaowei and Yan Danfeng, who acted like a couple of angry 18-year-olds.
Qin Feng stared at the signal tower, then teased Yan Danfeng, "Didn't you just learn Maoshan's Five Thunders Spell? Why don't you try zapping that signal tower?"
