The more Li Xian looked, the stranger it seemed. Only then did he realize something was wrong.
Who had twisted this hand off?
Ji Xie had been the only one close to him at the time-but both his hands had been on him.
Could it have been those dark shapes beneath the sea?
But in that case, the wound should have looked torn rather than twisted together like this. Besides, that mass of darkness had never surfaced at all...
Li Xian turned to ask whether anyone else had seen what happened, only to catch Ke Yi looking at Ji Xie with uncertainty and alarm.
"Wh..."
He had barely begun his question when Ji Xie grabbed him.
"It's cold. Let's go back to the room first."
Just then, a sea breeze blew past. Li Xian shivered and decided Ji Xie was right, letting him lead him back to the room. Ke Yi remained where he was, hesitating. He wanted to say something, but an icy glance from Ji Xie as he looked back made him instinctively shut his mouth. By the time he recovered, the two had already closed the door.
The cold enveloping him grew a little stronger, but knowing he could clear the instance in another three hours made Li Xian feel that it was bearable.
Drowsiness slowly washed over him. After all, the accelerated time during the fog affected their bodies too, and this time, it was as though everyone had stayed awake from daytime until the early hours of the morning. Naturally, they were utterly exhausted.
Fortunately, Li Xian had rested for a while before the fog rolled in-otherwise, he might have been so tired that he lost all strength.
After flopping down aboard the boat, he felt around in his pocket and suddenly discovered that the