...
"No, you are wrong,"
a voice suddenly appeared beside Duge.
The speaker was a middle-aged man in his fifties, clad in a neatly tailored suit, with a handsome face and meticulously groomed salt-and-pepper hair. His eyes were bright and energetic as he hovered in the air, reminiscent of a sage.
Beside him floated a girl with silver hair, also suspended in mid-air on a swirl of air beneath her feet.
In the water beneath Duge's feet, there were two young people, one with gills on his face, the other with sickly white skin.
The two were struggling against the raging waves beneath Duge's feet; the one with gills tried to push the waves back into the sea,
while the albino-like youth used his power to freeze a whole swath of the wave into a block of ice...
But their powers were too weak; against the formidable Sea God's Power, all their efforts were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot;
Meanwhile,
Duge sensed that a figure was rapidly approaching in Zijinghua City.
