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At the same time, a monstrous fish capsized a speedboat, causing the five middle-aged men aboard to scream as they plunged into the lake. Even though they held compound crossbows, they couldn't fire them before being attacked by the fish.
Crimson blood spread like ink dropped on a white sheet of paper, instantly diffusing.
"Master, something seems to have trapped our speedboat. The engine won't start at all," a middle-aged man looked anxiously at Zhang Tianlong.
The others were equally unsettled; the engines of their speedboats had stopped working, and it felt like something was entangling their boats.
"As they say, ignoring the advice of elders leads to immediate suffering. I clearly warned you not to enter South Lake, yet you refused to listen!" Xu Wendong's voice echoed over South Lake. Standing at the prow, with one hand behind his back, he exuded an aura akin to a Grandmaster.
