Masked Guest

Wu De fixed his eyes on where Fahai was pointing.

It was the boundary between the water's surface and the passage. Nothing had been left there; it was completely bare.

A layer of debris floated on the water as well. From its appearance, it seemed to have only just been soaked, with no signs of rot along the edges.

Wu De pondered for a moment, then understood.

Fahai was right. This was new water, water that had only just appeared.

Otherwise, like the lake, it would have left clear, layered watermarks on the stone walls of the passage. The debris floating on the surface would also have rotted away, turning into muddy sludge.

Besides, the water was still surging, which meant it connected to a river outside.

Early summer had only just arrived, and the water level was still relatively low.

If there had been watermarks on the stone walls of the passage, they would have been obvious at a glance.

That left Wu De speechless.

How had the water only just rushed in?

What a coincidence?

If he had not come, perhaps there would have been no water here.

But the moment he came—oh ho, flooded?

Was this deliberately targeting him?

Still uneasy, Wu De said to Fahai, "Taste the water and see where it came from."

Fahai blinked, then shouted, "Mommy mommy hum, Tongue Taste Tracing!"

Then he suddenly dropped to the ground, plunged his head into the water with gulping sounds, and began drinking wildly.

Wu De was shocked. He hurriedly dragged him out and shouted, "What the hell is wrong with you? I told you to taste it, not drink your fill."

Fahai's Tongue Taste Tracing only needed a quick slurp of the tongue. He had never tasted anything like this before.

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