The cotton stuffed in his ears for so long was finally pulled out, and with a buzzing sound, all kinds of noises flooded Li Huowang's ears.
The voices from the next guest room, hawking outside the window, and even his own heartbeat were all extraordinarily clear and loud.
Li Huowang painfully closed his eyes, forcing himself to discern among the sounds. After a whole stick of incense's time, he finally picked out that unique, broken voice of the Black Taisui amid the noise.
"I'm talking to you! Can you hear me!!" Amid the cacophony, Li Huowang shouted hoarsely at the top of his lungs.
Soon, the Black Taisui responded, but what came back wasn't those terrifying murmurs, nor any kind of strange, gloomy language, but just a few simple, disconnected words.
"Mouth… sky... Wu…"
"What the hell are you saying?! Can you understand me? If I die, you won't live either! Come on, let's talk!!"
