The severed tendrils were scattered all over the deck. Too many and too small, Little Loach couldn't be bothered to pick them up. If Elder Brother were here, he would definitely give it another lecture, saying, "You're not as good as Alexia, who understands the principle of not wasting any resources."
The river surface returned to calm, as the giant clam demon beast that ruled this area had been dealt with, and for the moment, other ferocious creatures did not dare to approach.
It took the people on the boat quite a while to recover and finally manage to get up.
The first to recover was the Shipowner, who rushed to the statue of the River God without a word and knelt down, continuously kowtowing and reciting, "Blessings from the River God!"
He had seen it clearly just now, and it was indeed the great River God!
