Qin Feiyang waved his hand and said, "Something's odd, halt!"
The eight small boats immediately stopped. At this point, they were only fifty or sixty meters away from the hundred-meter zone.
Lu Xingchen frowned and said, "The shore is within sight; any sane person wouldn't stop here. Unless there are other factors. However, we can't see their expressions, making it hard to judge."
"I can't stand it anymore… I'd rather die…"
Suddenly, a man from Kun Province shrieked mournfully, turned around abruptly, and his body exploded, his fate sealed. The moment he turned, Qin Feiyang and the others caught his expression: a contorted face, brimming with pain; blood-red eyes, filled with despair!
Ren Wushuang asked, "Could it be an illusion?"
