This area connects to the Grand Canal.
He had just swum out when he sensed danger.
On the bank of the canal, a shadowy figure had already been waiting for a long time.
He was burly, his muscles straining against his uniform, exuding an invisible aura of the Red Evil Tiger all around, his body glowing with a faint red luminescence, like a man on fire.
The pouring rain couldn't come close, evaporating into steam as it approached.
"Red Evil Tiger Chen Zhen!"
The gaunt old man's face became solemn; then he sneered,
"Just you alone, thinking to capture me? Dream on!"
A white shadow swooped in.
The old man's figure was suddenly cradled by green smoke to the left, and then he leaped onto the garden's iron fence; the very spot where he had been standing was now bent and deformed, the floor shattered and dust billowed, a graceful silhouette emerged.
Cloud Catcher Qian Ming!
A chill ran down the old man's spine.
Today might indeed be the day he met his downfall...
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