"Young master, why are you here?" a soldier asked respectfully, stunned by Lu Zhen's unexpected presence.
"Why wouldn't I be here while my brothers and sisters are working? How could I laze off?" Lu Zhen replied in a cold tone.
"Eh." The soldier was shocked to the core as he watched Lu Zhen approaching the boat and starting to lift it.
"He really is doing it," he thought with a terrified expression; however, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of excitement.
With widened eyes, all the soldiers watched as Lu Zhen effortlessly carried the boat, weighing at least 10 tons.
Compared to the pressure he felt in the river that squeezed him from all sides, almost like he was being ground, this much weight was nothing for Lu Zhen to bear.
Lu Zhen carried one boat in one hand and went to the other boat.
"This..." the soldiers' faces turned from shock to horror as they watched Lu Zhen go to pick up the other boat.
