Jiang Qiao's voice was neither hurried nor slow.
There wasn't the slightest hint of panic.
Yet after hearing him, Jin Shanba nearly lost it.
What did he mean, "they're just watching"?
That was fucking terrifying, okay?
The entire lakebed was packed with those things, all staring at them. Even the bottom of the boat was grinding across their faces—who knew whether they might suddenly leap up!
And he called that "just watching"?
But Jin Shanba didn't dare argue. He could only chant silently to himself, The big shot is right.
Then he stayed on guard in secret.
However...
After quite a while, the group soon realized something.
The things beneath the water really did seem to be merely watching. They made no other movements. They neither continued floating upward nor reached out their hands. They simply kept their heads tilted back, their empty eye sockets following the boat's movements.
As if they had been nailed inside the water, unable to move.
Jiang Qiao...
Seemed to have been completely right?
"Fuck."
"He's really never been here before?"
Jin Shanba began to question his life. Was this really Jiang Qiao's first time at Rakshasa Lake?
Wasn't he putting on an act for him?
But then again, What was there for the man to act about? In front of him, Jin Shanba was nothing but trash.
For a moment, Jin Shanba's understanding of Jiang Qiao
Rose to another level.
After quite some time passed, just as everyone was beginning to think nothing else would happen on the lake's surface, Jiang Qiao's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "Be careful from here on. Don't look at the lake's surface carelessly."
"Hm?"
Everyone froze.
But soon, They discovered that the water's surface had begun to change.
On the dark-blue lake, calm as a mirror and