Chapter 722
What can an elderly man with poor recognition skills do when he can’t make out who’s who?
Of course, choosing to offer some good-natured understanding is the way forward.
Ji Dong’er definitely wouldn’t dare to have any sort of opinion about Mr. Fan.
"Uncle Fan, did you manage to subdue that locust tree?" Ji Dong’er asked curiously, her wide eyes brimming with the desire for knowledge.
Mr. Fan tossed the locust branch to Yang Fan, suddenly letting out a faint sigh and said, "How could it be that easy? That thing simply didn’t want to fight me. At this moment, it might be going through some critical timing and can’t spare its attention."
"That thing is terrifying and cunning. With just a couple of probing moves, it immediately retreated. I couldn’t even figure out its actual strength. If we were to truly go head-to-head in a life-and-death struggle, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to deal with it. This is a tricky situation. I need to go back and think it over. Worst case scenario, I might have to call backup."
"What exactly is that old scoundrel up to, that it can’t even spare its energy to deal with me?"
Mr. Fan muttered to himself before suddenly turning to look at Ji Dong’er. "Little girl, you’re the River God. You should know a thing or two about the monsters within your territory, right? What’s the background of that thing?"
"Uncle Fan, it feels like you’re putting me in a tough spot. I’m just a fledgling River God, new to the role. After taking office, I still need to pay my respect to these local bigshots. How could I know such things? What I do know is that this locust tree has been rooted in Li Mountain for over a thousand years. Its roots have dug deep underground and fused with the mountain’s core. That’s about all I know," Ji Dong’er replied.
Mr. Fan tugged at his beard and shook his head in disdain, saying, "You’re just as useless as this kid here. You’re already the River God, for crying out loud. These monsters are under your jurisdiction, and when the situation calls for it, you have to show them who’s the boss. How can a dignified River God let these things walk all over you unchecked?"
Ji Dong’er pulled a pitiful face and gave Mr. Fan a pleading look. She whispered weakly, "But they’re stronger than me! I don’t have any backing, not even a helper to call on. I... I can’t be tough."