Chu Zhiyuan slightly narrowed his eyes.
Moonlight like frost, sprinkled over the surging great river.
A few pleasure boats were swiftly sailing away, escaping this area.
Martial arts masters fighting, especially such an earth-shattering fight, is the most dangerous; even a slight carelessness could result in death.
After several pleasure boats left, only one was gently swaying.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
The sound of thunderous explosions was incessant.
The surging river waters shot up columns of water, straight into the night sky.
After stopping in mid-air, the columns fell down, forming a localized heavy rain, hitting the pleasure boat with crackling sounds, swaying it more violently.
The lanterns swayed with it, their lights flickering, seemingly about to be extinguished at any moment.
Chu Zhiyuan turned his head to look at Mr. Zhu and the two others.
Mr. Zhu brought the Jade Flute to his lips and gently blew, but the flute sound was silent.
