C1372 Little Junior Sister, Are You Single?!

On the wooden boat, Night Hong stretched out his right hand into the air.

Although there was no oar in his hand, the rapid flow of the water suddenly halted.

Rollins looked at the palm of his hand, his eyes flashing with joy.

He could feel a formless stream of water flowing out from his palm.

The stream of water extended outwards and quietly merged with the water under his feet