Section 80: Am I very stupid?

The light from the coral rippled across the sea floor, illuminating the path ahead.

The leader of the trading caravan, Old Brown Scale, was walking side by side with the Mayor's wife, the Fishman Shaman.

"Two days have passed; how has Benbo been faring?" The Fishman Shaman with a full beard of fish whiskers, hunched back, and bowed spine, leaned on her walking stick and asked as they moved forward.

"Oh, he's recently been cultivating the Red Scale Frenzy," Old Brown Scale chuckled.

The Fishman Shaman's wife looked at Old Brown Scale in surprise, "You actually passed on your treasured Combat Skill to him so easily?"

"I think that originally, after tutoring Suancai for six years, you finally taught him this technique. And before that, you set a challenging test."

"Suancai endured many hardships to complete the test. He sustained serious injuries multiple times and returned. I had to intervene and heal him just to save his life."