"Indeed, the more inconspicuous something appears in the crashing waves, the less we can afford to take it lightly."
Tan Wenbin didn't rush back to the camp; instead, he headed to the lighthouse.
The light on the lighthouse was on, and it was still rotating and flashing.
But it gave off a feeling that was somewhat too mechanical and rigid.
Tan Wenbin hid behind the rocks and observed for a long time, guessing that the old man inside the lighthouse was probably not there at the moment.
It's necessary to take some risks in order to provide more valuable information once Brother Xiao Yuan and the others land on the island.
Tan Wenbin left the rocks, crossed the stone bridge connecting the shore and the lighthouse, and reached the base of the tower.
The tower door wasn't locked; with a little effort, he pushed it open and then climbed up the ladder.
"Sir, want to drink? I've been thinking about my ex-girlfriend again. We broke up on a stormy day."
