At this moment.
On the river's surface, a majestic man with silver hair, clad in golden armor and holding a long spear, stood on a lotus seedpod, towering above the water.
In his right hand, he held a golden long spear, and in his left, he toyed with a red crab.
Under the immense pressure, the red crab in his hand showed a look of pain, with a large piece of its shell shattered, its legs completely severed, and only one claw remaining, its life force weak and barely surviving.
"You little beast, I want to see who your master is who dares cause trouble in my territory."
The golden-armored man looked playfully at the red crab in his hand and with a slight squeeze of his fingers, crushed the last intact piece of the crab's shell.
Suddenly, two purple-black tentacles shot up from the water, one aiming for the eyes of the man in golden armor, the other aiming for the red crab in his hand, intending to rescue it.
