As the dawn was breaking, Lu Li found those fin prints on the dark and lightless beach.
They extended from the sea, scattered haphazardly between the shoreline and around the trees, among them were strikingly noticeable human footprints—those that Lu Li had left behind.
The closest fin prints were only about thirty-odd meters away from the windbreak. Lingering here, they left a chaotic trail of footprints, as if searching for something.
The sand walls and lounge chairs helped Lu Li conceal the windbreak. Or had the Deep Diver discovered it, but refrained from approaching for some reason?
The black robe of Friday didn't just cover her body; it also veiled her mystery.
Confident that the Deep Diver who had left the fin prints had already departed from the island, Lu Li retrieved the container filled with water from the water collection point and returned to the windbreak.
