Within the territory of the Xuan Bird, no other birds or beasts dared to approach.
It was close to the third watch, and this sudden noise was particularly jarring.
"Gui Hu?"
Xin Lin perked up, and turned her head back.
But behind her, there was no trace of the Rascal Corpse?
Not a single ghostly presence.
Xin Lin looked suspiciously, glancing at the eggs nearby.
Something wasn't right!
Xin Lin gaped, staring ahead, she couldn't have seen wrong, could she? One egg was missing.
Xin Lin's scalp tingled, and she hurriedly looked down, finding that sure enough, beneath the ancient tree, there was a scattering of broken eggshells.
It seemed that the earlier noise had been the sound of an egg falling to the ground.
"Could it have been the wind that knocked the egg down? The unlucky little fellow, hasn't even hatched yet and already met its end."
Xin Lin shook her head.
