Dawn Peak fell silent for a moment. This silence was not right at all, somewhat akin to the calm before a storm—a bit oppressive and somewhat stifling.
Qi Liu couldn't help but poke out the head he had kept tucked in, wanting to see what exactly was happening in the place blocked by the stone. This prolonged silence was indeed too strange. It made Qi Liu feel incredibly stifled. It was as if he were a fugitive being hunted, who had finally found a corner to hide in, not daring to breathe. He could only hear the rhythmic clicking around him—the footsteps of his pursuers...
People are like that sometimes. The more they sense something is wrong, the more they want to know what's happening outside, unable to resist exposing the position they've hidden so well.
Of course, Qi Liu wasn't the type to be good at hiding. He was merely sheltering behind a rock; if someone were truly after him, he would have been captured and butchered long ago.
