The person's scream traveled from the simple wooden bridge to the abyss below. Gu Fei and company inclined their heads toward the shrill scream's direction in hopes of hearing the sound a heavy object made when it crashed onto a flat surface. People said that this sort of sound was very wondrous; valleys, deep rivers, and lakes could produce such a sound. Naturally, using a human to make that sound was very cruel.
In the end, all Gu Fei and company could hear was the trembling voices of those players that had their backs leaning against the cliff's rockface. These players looked queasy as they mumbled, "No point in listening… Nothing to hear…."
"'Nothing to hear'? Is it that deep?" That man had been falling for quite some time now. His voice grew fainter and fainter until it finally vanished, yet the sound that they were yearning for never came.
"Is this mountain pass that high up?" Gu Fei mumbled.
