It was unclear whether Yi Lin's spirit was exceptionally strong, or if the observer had become so brazen that they no longer wished to hide.
Yi Lin had been feeling this way since he sailed out of the Misty Sea.
It was as if there was a gaze from the heavens spying on him, scrutinizing the Scarlet Skull on his hat.
A curse?
Or maybe it was the existence of something within this world?
Yi Lin had long guessed that the power hierarchy of this world was not simple.
The cat-and-mouse game between the Navy and the Pirates was just a superficial charade.
It was akin to a hidden plot line that, if delved into deeper, would definitely uncover something out of the ordinary.
That sense of being watched was too mysterious; Yi Lin, with his current level still low, could not even discern whether the watching eyes held malice.
