Qian Cangyi squatted down, his right hand gently touching the green vine, pressed the pad of his index finger against the surface of the vine, a hard texture transmitted back. Continuing to apply pressure, he could feel a pulsating sensation from inside the vine, much like a human pulse.
"Look here!" Hawkeye's voice came from behind, though the tone was somewhat excited, the voice was suppressed.
Qian Cangyi stood up, making way, then turned to look at the three people. At Hawkeye's beckoning, Qian Jiangyue and the shadow play actor hurried over. The three of them saw the man half-kneeling on the ground, slightly furrowing their brows, their expressions more solemn than before.
