Feng Yaya was completely curled up on Su He's shell, and in a moment, Su He arrived at the cave entrance with the waves rolling under his feet.

Old Taoist Ge was leaning against the bright red stone wall, taking a big gulp from his wine gourd, rubbing his face, and looking at him with a smile.

"Let's go!"

The Old Taoist patted Su He's shell and laughed as he walked out first.