Everyone fell silent, but the sound became even clearer... and louder.
Gong Jiu and the others' faces turned ugly.
Suddenly!
Ah!
It was a piercing scream...
Everyone was startled!
A few of the seated people were so frightened that they sprang up!
It was terrifying. Han Gao and others quickly drew their guns and other weapons...
"Playing tricks!"
The sound was coming from that direction!
Flower Demon's whip lashed out, snapping!
A pile of weeds on the ground was flipped into the air... Amidst the scattered debris...
A corner of an object pressed under a tile was revealed, squared off.
"Isn't this..."
"A communicator!"
Beating Wu Gu to it, Flower Demon coiled her whip and swept the dusty communicator into her hands. At that moment, the communicator was still emitting the sound from before, just weaker...
"Is this yours? It looks like your people have been here..." Flower Demon turned to Wei Feng and the others.
