"Ready~" As the woman on the black man's boat gave the order, Chu Mingcheng and the black man started simultaneously.
The black man, with his powerful burst of energy, vigorously rowed his oars.
However, he had just rowed a couple of strokes when he stopped, staring open-mouthed.
Of course, it wasn't his fault, as the woman on his boat wore the same expression.
Only Jiang Luoluo knew from the start, so she smartly turned around and firmly grabbed the handrails of the boat.
They saw a small glass boat on the sea, speeding through the water and leaving a clear trail behind it as if it had powerful propellers.
Chu Mingcheng made his oar blur like a ring of fire.
In just a short while, he successfully reached his destination.
Looking around, he asked, "Luoluo, where's the black man?"
"Huh, right, where's the person you were racing with?" Jiang Luoluo had been enjoying the thrill of speed and now looked around, but saw no trace of the other competitor.
