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"": "Cloudmist Mountain was far more than it seemed. There were ghosts here!
Luo Bin still refused to stop struggling and resisting. The gaps between his eyelids narrowed, and behind the screen of his lashes, those figures grew even blurrier.
Had anyone else been in the tent, they would have seen his body twitching slightly, every muscle taut from straining too hard.
Suddenly, Luo Bin sat up!
His mind instantly cleared. Yet going from complete paralysis to unrestricted movement in a single moment left him feeling strangely weightless.
His eyes swept warily around the tent. There wasn't a single ghost, not even the shadow of one.
Where had those damned things gone?
Luo Bin frowned, baffled.
His heart suddenly clenched.
Had they failed to deal with him and gone after the others instead?
He pulled open the tent flap and crawled out.
Moonlight shone on the other tents, lending them a deathly pallor.
The bonfire flickered, its pale smoke dispersing in the wind.
Luo Bin approached the nearest tent and pulled back its flap. At once, he saw Long Liang lying on a thin mat, eyes tightly shut, his body twitching faintly.
"Mr. Long?" Luo Bin called.
His voice sounded hollow, like duckweed drifting without roots, and his heart tightened.
What was wrong with him?
Long Liang didn't respond. Instead, his brow furrowed even more deeply.
With no time to think further, Luo Bin crawled into the tent and reached out to pinch the spot beneath Long Liang's nose.
He pinched hard, but Long Liang still didn't respond. His face remained tense, and his hands and feet twitched even more violently.
Something was wrong here.
Very wrong!
Luo Bin took a deep breath and raised his hand to bite open his fingertip, intending to draw a