"What's the method?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked as he stared intently at Little Zhang.
Just then, Zhang Hu walked in.
Little Zhang, who was about to speak, suddenly stopped talking, stuffed a dagger into his mouth, and began grinding his teeth. The harsh sound was unpleasant, jarring the eardrums and unsettling the nerves.
Wang Xiaoqiang covered his ears, showing a painful expression. This grinding sound was not only unpleasant but also unsettling to the soul, precisely for those in the Soul Refining Stage who couldn't bear the sound; otherwise, their soul and spirit would be hurt.
Zhang Hu walked straight up to Wang Xiaoqiang, glanced at Little Zhang, who was calmly grinding his teeth while staring at Zhang Hu with a harmless smile.
"Annoying thing, get lost!" Zhang Hu shouted at Little Zhang.
Little Zhang calmly stared at him, remaining motionless, and increased the speed of his grinding. The harsh sound made both Zhang Hu and Wang Xiaoqiang painfully cover their ears.
