"Who are you?"
Lu Li had some guesses but still asked.
"I am your Divinity... the King of Ghouls."
The coarse voice turned into a low whisper: "Who are you? Among my servants... why is there one who doesn't believe in me?"
"How can I help you break free?"
Lu Li avoided the King of Ghouls' question, and a long silence followed.
Just when Lu Li thought the King of Ghouls had lost itself due to consumption, a low echo came:
"Are you silent, or can I not hear your voice?"
Lu Li realized the conversation with the King of Ghouls was one-sided.
After a long wait, the whisper of the King of Ghouls sounded again: "Whatever it is... go to Haim... find the Spirit Mold, bring it back..."
"Where is Haim, and what is the Spirit Mold?"
Lu Li's questions went unanswered, and the whisper continued:
"The Swamp has conspired to imprison me, bring the Spirit Mold, non-believer, you will get all that you desire..."
