——The semicircular cliff, from top to bottom, is home to thousands of white seabirds. The moonlight is bright, and on the rocks, they look like they are blooming into snow-white flowers, or like a sliced cake revealing layers of densely packed creamy candy beans!
Du Lai's target is the birds resting at the top of the cliff.
He stands still, tosses the stone in his hand, easily catches it, and glances at Fu Miaoxue with a smile, mouthing to her, "Watch carefully."
Fu Miaoxue presses her lips tight, watching him act nervously.
He moves step by step closer to the sleeping birds, and the cliff's sea breeze perfectly masks the sound of his footsteps on the dry grass.
The seabirds are completely oblivious.
These birds have poor vision at night, and with no large predators on the island, they live an easy life, their vigilance very low, giving Du Lai an opportunity.
Fu Miaoxue watches him slowly raise his arm, with a stone pinched between his fingers, as if aiming.
