lt;pgt;Tales of the

Yishu Yuan was currently brewing emotions. The old man rowing thought he had finished reading and couldn't help but chime in.,The next moment, Yi Shu Yuan was engulfed by countless streams of water. He struggled to paddle, but couldn't float up. Instead, the more he paddled, the faster he sank, as if he were weighed down by lead, plummeting into a terrifyingly deep and dark abyss, like a gaping maw ready to consume him.,“Let him thrash about for a while longer, the harder the better. That beast enjoys living.”。