A gentle squeeze of the severed palm could seep out still-fresh blood. Zhou Xuan immediately realized—inside the tent, disaster had struck.
He placed his palm back where it was, wanting to see clearly the "scenery" in the tent.
Though once he employed Turtle Breath, he would blend into Heaven and Earth like "Mountain Ancestor" Li Changxun said, so long as there weren't any obvious movements, he was almost invisible and unlikely to be noticed.
Yet he still chose not to lift the tent flap and enter inside—whether lifting the flap would trigger the break in Turtle Breath Technique's concealment was currently unclear to Zhou Xuan.
Thus, like taking a stroll, he circled the tent, found a crevice in the fabric, and peered inside.
There were no lights inside the tent. Although electricity was excessive luxury after the mountain products barter in Mingjiang Prefecture, people couldn't afford it.
