There was an overflow of happiness on the small island lying at the cross section of the two rivers.
Yu Mu had caught quite many large prawns and crabs from the rivers and boiled them into a whole pot of delicious soup, which had been emitting a heaven-like dense scent. Feng Xing was a wind-fast runner, and had gone back to the special army's camp and traded his credit for hundreds of vats of wine.
Wolfing delicious food and drinking mellow wine, while watching Yu Yu re-crafting Man Man's hammers, Ji Hao and his teammates were pretty happy at the moment.
Both hammers of Man Man had been as huge as a water tank. Although the master craftsmen of the Zhu Rong Country had tried their utmost best to make these hammers beautiful, all they had been able to manage was to add some flame patterns on the hammerheads.
