Ding!
The seemingly clumsy body of the golden crab suddenly bounced, facing Han Sen with its head. The golden pincer blocked Han Sen's claws.
Feeling a huge force, Han Sen's right hand started to bleed. His entire arm was numb, and he couldn't help stepping back a dozen steps before he could stabilize himself.
Moving all eight of its claws, the golden crab moved sideways toward Han Sen quickly in an incredibly nimble way.
"What kind of crab is this? So weird." Han Sen turned back and ran around the crystal sailboat. Since the golden crab was incredibly fast and strong, Han Sen found he could not take care of the creature as he had thought.
The golden crab chased after Han Sen for several laps, and when it failed to catch up with him, it became so upset that it kept making noises with its pincers.
