The man in the cave responded with an angry roar, which buzzed in his ears. Liam suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, felt nauseated, and almost vomited.
Through the echo, Liam struggled to figure out what the other party said.
She spoke concisely and sternly: "Get out!"
It was an extremely old female voice, rough and hoarse, and even mixed with a bit of sinister malice. It perfectly fit the image of the old witch in rural legends who cannibalize people and dig out their hearts.
Liam rubbed his ears, not understanding which of the two words "Fuyao Sect" or "master" angered her more.
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