He reached back, snatched the rifle from his shoulder, and prepared to fire a signal shot into the sky.
Seeing his master pick up that loud thing again, Vajra, who was beside him, was so startled he scrambled into the cave. His head peeked out in a panic, his eyes glued to Fang Chenyi's hand.
Fang Chenyi's finger quickly found the trigger, but just as he was about to fire, he hesitated.
If it were Qi Xiaotian and the others, that would be fine. They knew he had a gun; upon hearing a gunshot, they might come looking for him.
But if it wasn't them—just a ship passing by—they would probably turn around and avoid the area to steer clear of trouble after hearing a gunshot.
At this thought, he gently eased his finger off the trigger. His eyes, however, remained fixed on the distant sea.
"Sigh... Damn it all, why didn't I put a pair of binoculars in the woven bag?"
Muttering to himself, he broke into a run toward the coast.
