Chapter 580: Frogs Must Help Their Own Kind

"Is this the place?"

"Exactly," Long Pingjiang clasped his fists, "Crossing through this whirlpool channel, we can reach Yellow State's Basui directly."

The whirlpool channel rotated ceaselessly, swirling the silt and sand.

Old Toad paced around without hesitation, took a bounding step over the water, and leaped in.

Old Giant Clam stirred the mud and sand, following close behind.

Many-Treasures Toad felt there was no issue, and decided to just follow along.

Yellow State is located along the middle reaches of the Jiang Huai.

Having lived for a thousand years, I've rarely visited it; time to see what unique scenery it holds.

A frog and a clam disappeared from sight.

"Pinghe, cover for me at the Fishing Tax Office for two days, say something came up with the family, and I'll return the day after tomorrow,"

"Don't worry, big brother!"

Basui.

Blub blub.

Bubbles broke the surface.

Two frog eyes slowly emerged above the water, looking around.

"Please follow me, Frog Duke."