Master Bai and Ol' Wei rushed ahead, but Chen Ge purposely slowed down to put some distance between them. This should be good enough. Ol' Wei and Master Bai are still in my sight; I don't need to worry about losing them.
Chen Ge placed the recorder in his hand but did not look back; he just pretended like nothing was happening. The wind in the valley stilled, and the surroundings became quiet, as if they had gone through some limit and entered a different world. The temperature dropped, and Chen Ge could feel a cold draft encroaching. It's coming.
Perhaps because he had the white cat as a meat shield, Chen Ge walked forward with ease. When the cold draft was just three meters away from Chen Ge, it suddenly stopped like it could sense something.
