Mr. Kong Fang wasn't sure if he was still on the deck, nor did he know what kind of opponent he was facing now.
How did such a fierce person appear on this ship?
Is she really Yin Ling? Last time, during the battle with Li Qi, I didn't see her take action.
The surrounding water mist grew thicker, so dense that even raising a hand in front of his eyes, he couldn't see it, and Mr. Kong Fang knew very well that at this time, he couldn't rely on his eyes. By the time he saw the enemy, it might soon be the end of his life.
But what else could he rely on if not his eyes?
Could he rely on his nose?
The air was thick with moisture, and the damp smell filled his nostrils and mouth, rendering his sense of smell entirely unreliable.
Could he rely on his ears?
All around him was the sound of melodramatic opera, real and illusory; as he listened, he felt dizzy, so his hearing was also unreliable.
