"Someday, if I could reach such a level that my name alone strikes fear into people, then even death would be worthwhile," Long Xiao said, having gained another layer of fat from his envy.
"You'll have your day," Zhao Xing laughed as he slapped Long Xiao's shoulder, "But if you keep up this physique, your son may well have to call you 'Father Fatty Long.'"
"Get lost," Long Xiao's defenses were breached.
He had just been fantasizing about a cool scene, only to have Zhao Xing ruin it.
Instantly, an image of a little chubby boy shouting, "Father Long Fat," jumped into his head.
How utterly unsettling!
"Hahahaha."
...
The five of them reached the place mentioned by Pei Yuanchang without exerting any effort—the Dark Stone Coral Reef.
It was a shallow sea area near Ice and Fire Island.
Because of the volcano, a lot of the ice near this area had melted.
Under Pei Yuanchang's command, a thirty-person team had built a small camp based on a tower ship in this location.
