The boy's gaze did not stop darting around, causing Xiao Lin to be unable to see what he was looking at, but he was more or less looking at the center of the lake. Xiao Lin immediately turned around, and under the clear moonlight, the lake was a picture of serenity.
Under the cloudless skies and twin moons, it was very hard for anyone to hide in the large lake. Xiao Lin narrowed his eyes, focusing all his attention on every inch of the lake, but he could not find any points of suspicion. He could not even see any blades of grass moving from the wind.
Just as Xiao Lin was mulling over it, something flashed in his mind, shocking him.
It might not be a person!
The thing he had interacted with the most in the recent days were the undead; how could he have forgotten them during such an important time. He whispered to Lilith, "I suspect there's an undead spirit nearby. Let me use necromantic meditation to sense it. You be careful."
