Long after Huang Xiaolong had left, the Blue Whale Races experts emerged from under the rubbles in a sorry state and staggered to Lan Meihui’s side.

“Young Master, we…?” One of the Blue Whale Race’s experts hesitated, “Why don’t we report this matter to Eminent Elder Lan Ze and the others?”

Lan Ze was one of the Blue Whale Race’s Eminent Elders. He was also Lan Meihui’s Master. The Blue Whale Race had sent several Eminent Eldes and almost a hundred experts to the Profound River this time. But these people were divided into five action groups. Lan Ze and other experts were in the vicinity. 

“Quickly report it!” Lan Meihui roared. He glared hatefully in the direction Huang Xiaolong had left and cursed, “Punk, you’re so dead!”

“I’m going to crush you under my feet and kill you miserably!”

Just now, Huang Xiaolong had stepped on his face and pushed...