PS: I felt unsatisfied with the last chapter after I finished writing it, so I made major revisions. If you feel disconnected, you can re-read it.
Above the miasma-shrouded swamp.
Amid the pitch-black swamp, bubbles occasionally gurgled to the surface, releasing wisps of black smoke upon bursting.
They merged into the air.
A small white boat navigated the swamp. Huang Xiaohei, though frail in stature, was paddling with remarkable speed.
His short frame concealed great strength.
Creaaak, creaaak!
The oars churned through the black mire, propelling the small boat forward.
Although it advanced...
It was constantly changing direction.
The mist was so thick that visibility was less than two meters, and other than the miasma, there was only the smoking, dark swamp around, giving the illusion of moving in a straight line.
"Who's in the cabin?" Xiao Yi asked.
Since boarding the boat, Xiao Hei never let Xiao Yi enter the cabin, though Xiao Yi sensed there was someone inside.
