reached out to tug at his own mouth as if sealing it shut.Yu Qing glared at him with venomous eyes, then finally relented. She turned her head, her eyes filled with seductive charm, and her voice soft...After a moment of silence, there was no response. Ying Wujī asked again. Still, there was no answer.

After several attempts, Ying Wuji even couldn't help but wonder if this sound-transmitting stone was actually useful.

As he was about to put it away, he glanced around furtively, like someone with a guilty conscience. He clutched the communication stone and whispered, "Blood dripping ancient"nt of grain from the landlord’s house. Now that he has this grain piled up in his home, he needs to eat it before it can truly be considered his own.With the massive size of Blood River, the power of...