The voice was distinct and pleasing, but carried within it an enigmatic and profound quality that seemed to come from all directions, leaving listeners unable to determine its origin.
Su Dajia and Tian Rou's expressions changed simultaneously, standing on their flying boat, they looked around uncertainly, their faces filled with seriousness and concern.
Yang Zhen made a puzzled sound, shaking his head in the direction of the open air, he said, "All this Sao Saint did was tell the truth. Why don't you believe me, miss? You should come down. Standing high up in the air like that must be tiring!"
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, Tian Rou and Su Dajia both gave a start, lifting their heads to gaze into the open air. But they saw nothing. They turned back to look at Yang Zhen, who was still smirking at some direction, making them hesitate.
There was nothing there!
"Huh?"
