Little Loach slipped back into the Hunshui River, buried himself at the river bottom, and closed his two eyes.
Owen Bertram incessantly stressed: Don't spare any benefits this time, send them all over to me, I have a use for them.
There was no response from Little Loach, Owen Bertram twitched his mouth, not knowing if the second brother had heard him or not.
Owen Bertram also went to sleep. In his dreams he was still thinking about forging the Five-toothed Battleship, but despite his best efforts, he couldn't squeeze out a single Spiritual Flame from the Gourd Responding Items-- this feeling of emptiness and helplessness was truly heartbreaking for a man.
Suddenly, a warm current surged from Little Loach, as warm as if he were in a furnace.
Owen Bertram's eyes shot open. That massive warm current had already merged into the Gourd Responding Items, hissing as the Spiritual Flame ignited within the Gourd Responding Items.
