"The Aquatic Race is gone? When did this happen?"
Upon hearing Zhao Changping's reply, not only was Meng Qianxun stunned, but even Chen Che found it hard to believe.
After all, he had been planning to establish a base here.
"Reporting to the Valley Master, they are indeed gone..."
Zhao Changping cupped his hands. He too found the matter unbelievable. The Aquatic Race in the Black Tortoise Calm Sea was supposed to be practically endless. For a small area to be empty was one thing, but for them to vanish from a radius of several hundred *li* was just too strange.
Chen Che rose and disembarked from the boat.
Meng Qianxun and Meng Changtu followed.
Zhao Changping trotted behind the three, continuing to explain:
"As for when exactly it happened, I'm not too sure."
