Lord Qiantang had always been known among the Dragon Clan for his high combat strength and fiery temper, but when it came to knowledge, that was a different story. He was someone who simply could not sit still. Asking him to sit in one place and flip through books, especially those of little importance, was more torturous than killing him.
Therefore, although Han Zhongli's words were reasonable, Lord Qiantang truly did not know.
The monster grew fiercer as the battle continued; it seemed to have an endless supply of energy, and after a long struggle with Lu Yu and the others, it still showed no signs of fatigue.
Meanwhile, an old man riding a donkey backwards had arrived at a mysterious location in the Sea of Thunder. With a worried look in his eyes, he muttered to himself, "I hope the old fellow is still here, otherwise, if this monster breaks out, it will be a calamity."
