After saying this, the man rowed his oars frantically, making his boat speed up. It was unclear whether he was eager to rush in and snatch up the treasures, or if he was simply terrified that Fang Shuwen would leap over and kill him. Seeing this, the people on many other boats instantly grew anxious. Ignoring Fang Shuwen's warnings to wait for the right hour, they surged into the fog right behind the first boat.
Zuo Xuan's face turned livid with anger. It was one thing for them to brush off his well-intentioned advice, but now their greedy true colors were fully on display. He scoffed and said nothing more. Truthfully, if Fang Shuwen hadn't ordered him to, he wouldn't have bothered shouting that warning in the first place. He had said his piece. Good advice could never save those dead set on dying. If they refused to listen and were determined to seek death, no one could stop them.
