Badass?
What did that mean?
Shen Boxia was a little confused, but he understood what Jiang Qiao said next. This man had seen the thing following behind him!
"Mr. Jiang."
"I just heard a dragging sound following me."
"And there was a cold draft."
"Like a ghost was breathing down my neck."
"I realized something was wrong and tried to run back, but the distance had tripled."
He spoke softly.
Only then did he dare glance back a few times, still shaken.
Of course, he could no longer see anything.
"That's right."
"There was something following you."
Jiang Qiao nodded and made no attempt to hide it. "It was a shadow dragging a sack. There was someone inside, with half their body sticking out."
In fact, he had noticed something wrong the moment Shen Boxia left.
Through his Dual Pupils,
he had seen a faint, almost imperceptible thread attached to the snow deer.
He was very familiar with threads like that. Clearly, something was secretly controlling the deer.
But he had not stopped Shen Boxia.
He wanted to see what it was.
Then, after Shen Boxia had run a few dozen meters, he saw a figure emerge from the darkness. It appeared to be a gray shadow, dragging a sack along the ground, with someone inside.
And that person...
Looked almost exactly like Shen Boxia!
Only a little illusory.
Not quite solid.
"You ran pretty fast. Any slower, and you'd have ended up filling in that phantom," Jiang Qiao said. "If I'm not mistaken, that's one of the reasons people disappear on the Icefield."
"That white deer was clearly bait."
"You didn't take it, which means your Supernatural Perception is decent. You noticed something wrong at the crucial moment."
"Hiss—"
Shen Boxia sucked in a sharp breath.
I got careless.