"Damn it, we're finally reaching the shore, I've eaten enough fish to puke!" Chu Feng laughed.
"I wonder what the scenery on the shore is like, is there the existence of immortal sects and masters?" Jia Hong gazed into the distance, a glimmer of longing in his eyes.
As for the others, they were all cheering, except for the boat captain.
"Alas, I was hoping to take you across and then head back, but it seems it will be difficult to have another chance in this lifetime!" The boat captain's eyes held regret, clearly there was something on the other side of the river that concerned him.
"Boss, being alive is good enough, why think so much?" Second-row head advised, "Besides, once we're ashore, we can still get a boat, if we can come across, we can go back."
The boat captain shook his head and sighed, knowing that this successful crossing was a stroke of luck, unrepeatable.
