Qin Manjiang did not wait for the other man to agree before jumping aboard the wooden boat himself.
Seeing Qin Manjiang board, the man said nothing. He simply began working the oars at once, heading out onto the water.
As soon as the boat moved, Qin Manjiang sensed what was strange about the lake.
Normally, rowing made at least some sound of water splashing, but rowing across Guanyin Flat Lake was utterly silent. There was not a sound!
The lake's surface was pitch-black too, whether because the water was so deep or because it reflected the darkness of the sky.
Just looking at it gave him the feeling that something might suddenly emerge from beneath the water, making him afraid to look too closely or think too hard. The thought alone gave him goosebumps.
But as long as he did not explore too deeply, he probably would not end up like Yang, drawing a vast, densely packed mass of hands reaching up from beneath the lake.
He was only here to complete a "check-in" task. Learning as much as he could would be enough.
As they moved farther from shore, visibility grew increasingly limited. It was almost seven in the evening, and the sky was nearly dark.
The mysterious fisherman had hung a lamp at the bow of the wooden boat. As he worked the oars, the lamp swayed back and forth, its light occasionally illuminating scattered patches of the surrounding lake.
Just then, Qin Manjiang caught sight of the fisherman's rod by the lamplight.
The rod and line were perfectly normal. Only the bait was anything but normal.
Hanging where the bait should have been was a Barbie doll?
To make the Barbie doll sink, the fisherman had even attached a weight specifically for it.
"What kind of fish