Chapter 538 This Will Be Your Grave
- When the group arrived at the lake, they could feel the drop in temperature. Geographically, the lake separated the valley into two. Anyone who wanted to get to the other side had no choice but to cross the lake.
- As a cold mist emerged from the lake, the entire surface was covered by fog. With visibility being very low, one could only see a few small boats floating by the shore.
- “Mr. Chance, look.”