The mysterious key that he had obtained by accident had aroused the speculations of many cultivators.
They were all wondering what the key was for and what kind of lock it could open.
Looking around the entire wooden boat, there was no lock at all. The key was definitely not used here.
However, if Tang Zhen didn't say it, it was impossible for anyone to know.
"You can keep the key, don't lose it."
Tang Zhen looked at the old man. He had entrusted him with such an important task, but in reality, it was to divert the attention of the cultivators.
The old man nodded with a very serious expression. He clearly believed Tang Zhen's explanation.
This was just a small matter, so the cultivators quickly put it aside and continued to row the bronze oars with all their might.
Time was life. At this moment, this phrase was perfectly embodied.
If they ran too slowly, they would be caught and surrounded by the black monsters, and their end would be miserable.
