"Oh my god..."
At that moment, Yang Xiao's heart went cold. He instinctively wanted to jump off the boat, but considering the uncertainty of what might be lurking in the lake, he had to abandon the idea. He turned to Datu Supa for help.
However, Datu Supa's reaction was disappointing, as both of them covered their eyes tightly, seemingly accepting the impending loss of their teammate Yang Xiao.
"Blessings of Buddha, blessings of Buddha..." In his heart, Yang Xiao prayed to all celestial beings, while his left hand drew a cross on his chest.
Perhaps answering his prayers, Aisha's corpse began to tremble, her body slowly turning backward, her stiff joints making creaky sounds.
If this continued, Aisha would turn completely around in under a minute.
Time was running out for Yang Xiao, who steeled himself, unfathomed fear giving birth to courage. He decided to strike first and push the body off the boat.
"Aisha, I'm sorry..."