Upon hearing this, Yu Daofen was also slightly surprised.
After all, inviting a master from the Heavenly Ranking was not as simple as just paying money.
Of course, there were still expenses involved, but this was enough to prove the other party's considerable financial strength.
Ultimately, it was a matter of not having enough power. What if he asked them to go to the Heavenly Master's Mansion or the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple to collect a debt?
He didn't know about the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, as monks were known for their compassion.
But anyone who went to the Heavenly Master's Mansion, regardless of who they were, would definitely be slapped away twice.
If they weren't beaten to death, they were lucky.
The two of them continued to swim downstream, smoking, drinking, and eating boiled fish.
The snowy scenery, paired with fine wine, a small stove, and boiled fish, as the small boat drifted slowly forward, with wine, meat, and scenery, it was a unique experience.
Along the way, Yu Daofen kept thinking about how this guy had managed to incur a debt of one hundred million.
He couldn't fathom how gambling could lead to such a massive debt, no matter how hard he tried.
It also taught us a valuable lesson: cherish life and stay away from gambling.
The small boat sailed for about an hour before stopping in a place with a relatively slow current.
Yu Daofen looked at the riverbank where seven or eight figures were kneeling on the ground, holding onto nearby corpses and crying mournfully. Among them, two figures were looking urgently in the direction of the small boat on the water.
Yu Daofen followed their gaze and saw a young man, about twenty years old, pulling on a rope. The flame of the candle in his feet was flickering unstably, about to extinguish at any moment.
Upon seeing the candle flame, Yang Yan shouted, "Quick, pull him up!"
The young man was clearly startled and, gritting his teeth, struggled to pull the rope.
Yu Daofen took a closer look at the young man and frowned slightly, "Who is this kid?"
Yang Yan beside him snorted impatiently, "You'll have to ask that idiot Su Lai."
Yu Daofen looked at Yang Yan's expression with confusion. Yang Yan steered the small boat and slowly approached.
They reached the young man's small boat, and the young man was struggling to pull.
There was a rule among corpse retrievers: the candle represented their life. Once it extinguished, the person in the water could never be brought up again.
Seeing that the candle flame was about to go out, Yu Daofen leaped onto the boat, snatched the rope from the young man's hands, and shouted, "Get out of the way!"
The young man was intimidated by Yu Daofen's imposing presence and instinctively took a step back. Yu Daofen gripped the rope firmly and suddenly exerted force.
Just as the candle flame was about to be extinguished, with great peril, they managed to pull Su Lai up.
"You brat, where did you suddenly get so much strength!" Su Lai emerged from the water, spitting out several mouthfuls of water, clearly having choked badly.
After speaking, Su Lai looked up, his pale face filled with disbelief, "Yu... Master Yu!?"
Yu Daofen stared at him with a dark expression, "What, you don't welcome me?"
"How could that be." Su Lai's pale face broke into a smile.
Yu Daofen shook his head helplessly, a smile appearing on his face, "Reach out, I'll pull you up."
Yu Daofen reached out and grabbed Su Lai, then his expression suddenly changed.
Why was this guy's hand completely devoid of warmth, no different from holding ice?
This clearly meant his body had reached its limit. Aside from the risk of catching a cold, in such a situation, the water was no different from suicide.
Su Lai also understood what Yu Daofen was thinking and said with a smile, "Master Yu, I'm just one corpse short."
Yu Daofen cursed him angrily, "You're really risking your life for money. Get up first."
Saying that, he pulled Su Lai, who was soaked in the water, up. The young man beside them looked at Yu Daofen and asked, "Which sect are you from?"
Hearing this, Yu Daofen, who already had a bad impression of this kid, glared at him fiercely, "Ask one more time and I'll throw you into the fish to feed them!"
The young man was so frightened by Yu Daofen's murderous gaze that he retreated, almost falling into the icy water.
Yang Yan, watching from his own boat, was delighted to see Yu Daofen scolding the young man.
He wished Yu Daofen would throw the kid into the water to feed the fish.
Seeing Yu Daofen's angry expression, Su Lai waved his hand, "Master Yu, this is my disciple, Pan Ning."
He then looked at the young man named Pan Ning, "Quickly greet him, this is Master Yu."
Although Pan Ning looked displeased, he still respectfully greeted him, "Master Yu!"
Yu Daofen's gaze just now was like that of a demon from hell; just looking at him gave him a sense of impending death.
Yu Daofen didn't want to bother with this idiot. He looked at Su Lai, whose face was pale and whose dark circles were even darker than a panda's, feeling helpless. Just as he was about to take off his jacket to drape it over him, he was stopped.
"I still have one corpse to retrieve. I don't want to get your clothes wet later."