At this moment, Sun Ce, who was sailing south along the Indochina Peninsula, suddenly looked toward the distant south and inexplicably began to tremble.
"Bofu, what's wrong?" Zhou Yu looked at Sun Ce, who suddenly started to tremble beside him, and asked in confusion. What sort of trick was Sun Ce pulling now?
"It's Marquis Wenn, I sensed Marquis Wenn's presence!" Golden Internal Qi surged directly from Sun Ce's body, enveloping him entirely.
"Marquis Wenn?" Zhou Yu froze at his words, gazing sternly toward the south, and immediately reached out to hold Sun Ce back from flying south, saying, "Bofu, don't rush to go; there's more to this than meets the eye. Set the sail, I will change the climate, and command the sailors to row."
Sun Ce was pulled back by Zhou Yu, and only then did he come to his senses. Although he was still somewhat eager to act, he knew now was not the time to be impulsive, so he simply ordered to advance at full speed.
