The hoarse voice sounded.
"Alright!" Shen Ye responded.
White fog surged around him.
This white fog seemed to possess some inexplicable concealment effect.
Shen Ye was wrapped in the white fog, standing still on the spot.
After a while.
The young Shen Ye opened a door behind him and instantly traversed back.
"Run! I don't want to die here!"
"Yes! Neither do I!"
The young Shen Ye shouted together with the leader, turning to continue their escape.
The young Shen Ye floated in mid-air, hiding in the white fog, quietly waiting for the opportunity.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Suddenly, the ship emerged from the darkness.
"Go."
The hoarse voice said.
The young Shen Ye opened his arms, his whole body like a silent leaf, gently attaching to it.
He landed on the ship's viewing deck, gripping the railing with his hands, sticking to the outer wall waiting.
The ship did not react.
——The white fog was successful!
