Plop.
The bustling riverbank was still filled with Lakshmi Prefecture's citizens who wanted to make a fortune by fishing. At this time, a young farmer's axe accidentally fell into the river water, making a muffled sound.
"Aiya, I just bought a new axe!" "It's worth one tael of silver!" The young farmer wailed.
"Why did you bring an axe with you when you were fishing?" the person beside him asked curiously.
"Who fishes without an axe?" the young farmer asked curiously.
Looking at the depth of the river, it was absolutely impossible to retrieve the heavy axe if it fell in. The young farmer was about to mourn for her when he suddenly heard a strange sound of waves.
He heard the sound of water splashing, and a black-faced old man in an ancient robe was carried by the waves from the river to him.
The black-faced old man had a small flag on his back with two bright red words on a blue background: The river god.
"It's the river god?"
