"The damage I mean is real damage, the kind that is full of murderous aura, not the kind that is joking. You must distinguish clearly... you understand, you can't kill people..."

Too many things to remind King Slave.

Zhang Yang kept walking, saying, saying whatever he thought of, and saying it repeatedly, he had to remember it.

An hour passed.

"If I'm not at home and you're there, you have to listen to the woman completely. Whatever she says is what she says, she will die, and you will die... Of course she won't let you die...What are you watching?"

Zhou An was just talking when he suddenly noticed that King Slave turned his head and looked north. This was very unusual. Others would look around, but King Slave would definitely not!

He is very honest!

"What are you looking at?" Zhou An asked again, his tone this time was a little anxious.

What did King Slave discover?

What did he feel?

"Master...there is a voice..." The slave king looked at Zhou An, speaking very slowly.

"What's the sound?" Zhou An asked again.

"I...there is a sound in my mind..." The king of slave raised his hand and pointed to his head, then looked to the north and said, "It came from there..."

"Who? Over there?" Zhou An was shocked. What voice did the slave king hear, but he didn't hear it?

"It's so far..." said the slave king again.

"What's so far?"

"The sound... over there... is so far."

"How far?"

"Hundreds...hundreds of miles." The slave king said.

Someone talked to the slave king hundreds of miles away? It was directly passed to the slave king's mind? Did the slave king hear it?

Zhou An was shocked.

Then his face changed drastically.

The Northern Rong Tianren!

It's him!

It must be him!

He is the only one who is so mysterious!
Chapter completed!