o you personally, it has nothing to do with the sect!"Qin Wanli lowered his head and looked at his feet, pretending he couldn't hear anything.Tang Wu's face flushed red with anger: "Are you insulting...After a moment of silence, there was no response. Ying Wujī asked again. Still, there was no answer.

After several attempts, Ying Wuji even couldn't help but wonder if this sound-transmitting stone was actually useful.

As he was about to put it away, he glanced around furtively, like someone with a guilty conscience. He clutched the communication stone and whispered, "Blood dripping ancient"ds of breaking formations to his own inherent power.>Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!The Wanmo Ridge did not want to taste the horror of an entire camp being dominate...