Han Zhan sat upright in his seat, his mind racing with a storm of ideas.
The gaze of the blurred light shadow was still fixed on him, as if waiting for an answer.
What should I do?
But the "bird language" they speak, I don't understand it at all!
If I open my mouth and they discover the flaw, what will happen to me?
With this in mind, Han Zhan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, starting to regret if his initial decision was too reckless.
He thought being related to the [World Tree], there shouldn't be any danger, but ended up in this situation as soon as he arrived.
Just as Han Zhan gritted his teeth, ready to make the best of a bad situation, he suddenly felt the gaze on him shift away.
This discovery allowed Han Zhan to breathe a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the other blurry light shadows at the bronze long table began to speak again.
