She couldn't quite articulate what had changed, but the ordinary plants that clearly had no life were as if endowed with souls, and she seemed to sense a kind of joy emanating from them!
Yes, joy!
Just as Mo Yan shook her head with a smile, thinking she was hallucinating due to lack of rest, that persistent voice in her mind sounded again: "Wow, Yanyan, you're here, you finally came in to see me!"
This time, it was unmistakably ringing in her ear.
Mo Yan was startled and swiftly turned toward the source of the voice, but saw nothing. As she puzzled over this, the voice came through once more: "Yanyan, the Jade Table, come to the Jade Table!"
At these words, Mo Yan carefully discerned the direction, realized indeed the voice was coming from the Jade Table, and quickly ran towards it.
