Liang Qu cast the ship anchor, rubbing his hands excitedly.
Busy and bustling about, it was indeed worth it.
Look at this.
The best spot was snatched by himself!
Right in front.
The Old Toad, half-submerged and half-hidden in the water, locked eyes with Liang Qu.
Liang Qu clasped his hands in a greeting.
The Old Toad looked rather glum.
It thought of the old turtle whenever it saw Liang Qu, and it got angry whenever it thought of the old turtle.
It had thought that in the treasure hunt, it would be unrivaled in the Great Marsh, but it never expected a capable contender like that turtle to exist!
Because of it, the Frog Tribe lost five hundred acres of pond!
A small mistake led to a great loss!
Damn it!
It really wanted to drive him away!
Next time, it would charge double the rent!
No!
Ten times the rent!
The Old Toad pounded the water surface in anger, splashing water everywhere, prompting the Frog Guerillas to quickly step forward.
