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One instance of procrastination was still bearable.
Twice, thrice.
Sooner or later, the snake demon would reach the limit of its patience.
"Uncle is unreliable."
Liang Qu was puzzled.
It was agreed it would take just a few days.
Three days had passed, and there was still no news from the entire Huaiyin Prefecture.
The fleet of Marquis of Weining must be in a more distant place.
The arrival of Martial Saint was slower than expected, making it impossible to tackle Chilin all at once, preventing the Flood Dragon from meeting with the snakes, which had become a priority task.
Hunting for one or a few snake demons among the dozens of river dolphins in the Shallow Water Area was not as exaggerated as finding a needle in the Great Marsh, but it certainly wasn't enough.
The staff of the Fishing Tax Office all followed Long Pingjiang and Long Pinghe to inspect the rivers and embankments everywhere...
"Long Li, Long Yao!"
