Li Baitiao had bet their ancestral treasure and his own life on this, thinking everything would go smoothly, even managing to present a colossal eight-legged creature.
However, he was clueless as to why everything had failed at the last moment.
Li Baitiao found it hard to accept,
yet having run a fish shop for half his life, he knew that at this destiny-deciding moment, it wasn't time for regret or reflection,
but...
"Brother Niu Biao, it's no use crying over spilt milk now. What we need to do is quickly find a way to get through this crisis!"
"Get through a crisis?! Can we even get through it now?!"
Third Brother, Niu Biao getting a little agitated:
"Now everyone saw me run onto your boat before the incident, and a few of them didn't die, so naturally, they would know something was off with the decoction I had given them.
Plus, the piece of flesh you gave me was attached to the Dragon Bone,
they're still alive, neither of us can escape now!"
