Liang Qu drifted on the lake in a boat, a wisp of smoke veering into the depths of the Great Marsh. As soon as the surroundings were deserted, he dropped his fishing rod into the water and waited quietly.
The river tide surged, and the boat remained suspended at a single point, without the slightest movement.
About a quarter of an hour passed.
Far away, the waves broke apart, rippling out an unusual water pattern distinct from the continuous river tide.
Chilin came forward with three demons, and at first glance, noticed the new official attire on Liang Qu.
The Spirit Deer tread on water, white waves surged around it as if it was trapping the roaring river tide within its clothing, a flow that seemed endless but was not Dushui Lang's Brocade Fish Auspicious Clouds Robe.
"Spirit Deer treading on waves… got a promotion?"
"Promotion?" the Yellow Scaled Giant Snake on the left side asked in surprise, "It can't be because he killed Bi Hui, can it?"
"…"
The snakes fell silent.
