Immediately, Zhu Changyong dashed into the house, and quickly came out holding the cauldron.
He lifted the cauldron and slammed it fiercely against the sharp corner of the concrete fence at the edge of the dam.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
After repeated forceful impacts, the cauldron cracked open.
A turtle as big as a sea bowl flew out, sticking directly onto Zhu Changyong's chest.
His clothes were torn instantly, revealing a concave chest.
Zhu Changyong tried several times to pull it off, but to no avail; the turtle seemed to know the dire consequences if it got detached, clinging onto him like a suction cup.
"Ah!!!!!"
Zhu Changyong spread his arms, raised his head, and let out a roar like a wild wolf, his flesh starting to crack.
But then he lowered his head and jumped down from the dam, resuming his run.
He retraced the exact same route as before.
When passing the previous location, he still turned his head and glanced at the boy.
"Brother Run Sheng, catch up!"
"Okay!"
