"Heidou, step back, be careful of the crab's claws pinching your feet."
Su Zixuan dutifully ran over and pulled him aside.
Hearing about the crabs, the little ones became excited, and with their tender voices, they hopped and danced around the crabs, afraid of having their little feet pinched by the crabs.
Little Prince was also attracted, letting go of his sister's hand, splashing through the water to go over and try his best to catch the crabs.
Su Qingluo watched from afar, her eyes smiling.
"Master, Old Turtle said, there's a big river clam at the bottom of the river, it's at least tens of thousands of years old, almost as old as him."
Little Kingfisher fluttered its tiny wings, glided just above the water, and happily reported the news.
"River clam?!"
Su Qingluo raised her eyebrows playfully, "Could it be the one we caught four years ago?"
"No, that one was frightened out of its wits and has long since slipped away."
