The White Dragon Great Marsh was boundless, with numerous islands large and small scattered across the lake marsh like stars in the sky. The unremarkable island Wang Chen had chosen was one among them, and unexpectedly, it had already been visited by someone.
The other party had come for spring water, probably for some special purpose.
Otherwise, water was the least of one's worries in the middle of the Great Marsh.
Now Wang Chen was faced with a problem.
If he continued his secluded cultivation here, there was no guarantee that the other party wouldn't return.
Yet if he gave up, finding a similar place wouldn't be easy, and his previous efforts would have been in vain.
"Haha, the mouse has come out!"
Just as Wang Chen was caught in a dilemma, a voice full of mockery suddenly rang out.
The next instant, four figures appeared around the small forest house!
Wang Chen's face immediately changed color.
