As Zhou Qing returned to the cabin, Luo Lingling slowly opened her eyes: "I suddenly discovered a problem?"
"What?" Zhou Qing turned to look at her.
"Logically, a large merchant guild like Duobao Trading House should have a complete sound insulation restriction when transporting live goods."
Luo Lingling sat up straight, her eyes under the mask flashing with gleams, "But ever since we boarded, this Demon Beast has been making noise, and..."
She raised a finger: "The call is too regular. The tone and rhythm are almost identical, like it's repeating loops of sounds."
"It's a pity I don't understand beast language, otherwise I might have been able to discern more clues."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Qing was startled. After careful recollection, his expression changed slightly: "Indeed..."
"Shall I go take a look?" he hesitated.
Luo Lingling immediately shook her head: "First rule of the Gou Dao Law is: curiosity killed the cat. Never—"
