"Thud!"
Liu Zheng landed in an elegant pose.
Before landing, he had attempted a 360° loop and six spins in mid-air, a truly difficult maneuver.
Unfortunately, there was no panel of homeowners' association judges in the sewer, otherwise he might have won an honorary homeowners' award or something.
With a hint of regret, Liu Zheng walked towards the sewer exit.
At the exit, he didn't see the Fisherman.
So he made a call.
"I've arrived,"
Liu Zheng said.
"Got it, wait a moment."
Intense rushing water noises came from the other end of the phone.
"What are you fighting with?"
He had a vaguely bad feeling.
A few minutes later, the Fisherman approached from a distance, dragging along an ugly, large fish.
Seeing Liu Zheng's appearance, he first looked astonished and then furious.
"Who let you cosplay as Huang Mao?!"
The Fisherman was livid.
"You think I wanted this? Among the weaklings weaker than Niu Ma, she was the strongest,"
Liu Zheng was even more displeased.
