Leaves rustled as they fell in the forest, and dry branches emitted a crisp sound when crushed.
Unknown creatures suddenly took flight with bizarre and terrifying shrieks.
"It feels a bit cold," Yue Fuguang rubbed her shoulders, "Is it just my imagination?"
Ji Jing's brow furrowed slightly as he calmly said, "The temperature has indeed dropped." His brow tightened, "Fog is rolling in."
The forest was shrouded in white mist, and as the fog spread, visibility dropped significantly, obscuring anything beyond ten meters.
Helan Lian cursed softly, "Such dense fog! Can't even see the road!"
Wen Renbai lamented in addition, "Never mind the road, you can't even see people clearly. You might not realize if someone gets replaced while walking."
Having said that, he sensed the mood had turned strange, and lifting his head, he saw everyone gazing at him darkly.
Wen Renbai blinked innocently, "Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?"
