"Old Mo... I feel like something is watching us..." Lin Yi felt uneasy, traversing this place, he wasn't nauseated by the dim and oppressive environment, but the feeling of being watched gave him an eerie chill down his spine.
It's hard to imagine how difficult their situation would be if Lin Yi weren't following Old Mo, or if Old Mo didn't have a prop similar to an oil lamp in his hand.
"Feeling of being watched...?" Old Mo pondered for a moment, "I haven't sensed anything... Ah, your induction is stronger than mine, you even pinpointed the location of the Art Building, what kind of feeling is it? Is there a threat?"
Something even Old Mo hadn't sensed? Lin Yi was immediately startled and quickly relayed his uneasy feeling.
However, after listening, Old Mo furrowed his brows and fell silent for a long time before saying: "It might be... sculptures."
