In an instant, Yang Xiao's scalp tingled, and he felt utterly undone. He finally understood why the ghosts were afraid of him. It wasn't him they feared; it was the red-dressed female ghost standing behind him.
Trapped on the solitary boat, Yang Xiao had no place to escape. In a moment of determination, with a "plop," he jumped into the lake, mimicking the Opera Ghost.
But before he had gone far, he suddenly heard another "plop" behind him. Yang Xiao's face turned pale, the red-dressed ghost had also jumped in.
Moreover, the ghost swam toward him much faster. Yang Xiao swam desperately, but the red-dressed ghost kept closing the gap until he felt a halt. An icy hand had grabbed his right foot and was violently pulling him downwards.
Yang Xiao had no time to react before he was dragged into the chilly waters, gulping down several mouthfuls. He kicked and thrashed, fearing the red-dressed ghost meant him harm, but as he sank deeper, the ghost surprisingly let go.