"Grandmaster Qin, looking forward to you coming out of seclusion." The pristine Magic Conch, delicate and rippling with layers of waves, clearly transmitted Tang Yushang's voice.
The sensitive words like grandmaster and seclusion made Qin Ming's heartstrings tense slightly.
That Tang Yushang actually sent a message first, her voice magnetic and notably gentle, starkly different from her usual attitude and tone.
Qin Ming suspected, could this Magic Conch emit Thunder Light? Why does it feel like he got a slight electric shock, the transmitted voice sounded a bit tingly.
He naturally knew what Tang Yushang was anticipating, guessing she wanted to challenge him, after all, she was still gnashing her teeth before.
Qin Ming said, "Did you start raising cats over there? I hear a meow, or is the Magic Conch just leaking electricity?"
Simultaneously, he put the delicate Magic Conch away, distancing it from his ear.
