Ultimate beasts and the like, both adventurers didn't believe in them, convinced that the native was suffering hallucinations under stress.
The native gestured with his hands, "This big!"
The adventurer responded coolly, "No, what you saw was probably the tail of a crocodile. Snakes can't be that thick."
Native: "Nabu!"
Adventurer: "Damn Nabu!"
Native: "If it wasn't Nabu, what do you think drove those crocodiles away?!"
Adventurer loudly: "Of course, it was my oar!"
Hiding in the woods, Feng Yi nodded: Mmhmm! It was the oar! Nothing else! No Nabu! No ultimate beast!
There was disagreement among those on the boat, but now wasn't the time for dispute; they still had a companion whose life hung in the balance, waiting to be rescued.
The boat swiftly made its way towards the opposite shore.
Feng Yi watched them safely land and proceed towards the campfire.
In fact, when he had entered the water, he had not intended to use his true form to drive away the crocodiles.
