"Sturgeon Demon!"
Hearing what Teacher Yang said, everyone wished they could go straight to the small lake, drain the water, and force the Sturgeon Demon out to make it into a sizzling teppanyaki on the spot.
There was no other reason; the sturgeon was unique, and the benefits were too significant.
Liang Qu also felt a burning desire in his heart.
A bird in hand is worth ten in the bush.
What use was there in keeping a high-level dungeon when making the Sturgeon Demon burst with gold coins right now was the real deal?
By eating that demon, he might become a true martial master within the first half of this year, not just an honorary title in other people's mouths.
Moreover, the Fishing Tax Office was about to arrive, and a minor second-pass martial artist serving as an Eighth Junior Rank River Lord was somewhat inappropriate and difficult to command respect from subordinates.
Even if his strength was comparable to a fourth-pass martial master, outsiders would not think so.
