After waking up and having a simple breakfast, Qiao Xixi and the others set off.
Qiao Xixi sat on Kunlin. As they flew over the river, she looked down. This time, she got a clear view: the water was murky, and strange black substances seemed to be floating in it.
Qiao Xixi looked at Xueche and voiced the question on her mind.
"Xueche, why is the water in this river black?"
Xueche glanced at the river, his expression growing solemn. "I don't know. A while ago, the water sources outside Beast King City started to look like this."
"And no one in Beast King City knows why?"
Xueche looked at her. "The Beast King might know, but the other beastmen in the city don't. Now, no one in Beast King City dares to drink this water. They all go to the snowy mountains to fetch clean water instead."
