The sound immediately attracted Zhu Shan's attention as well.
"Young Lord!"
Zhu Shan quickly rushed over.
Meanwhile, Ye Chen secretly let out a breath of relief while maintaining an innocent expression on her face.
Only she herself knew how close her hand had just been.
Wu Lao slowly regained consciousness.
His head still throbbed painfully from the mental shockwave, and for a moment, his thoughts remained blurry and disoriented.
"…I'm alive?"
The last thing he remembered was the Pishacha's horrifying scream exploding directly inside his mind.
After that, his mind went blank.
Complete darkness.
Wu Lao frowned slightly as he forced his heavy eyelids open further.
The flickering light of the campfire entered his vision first.
Then, a beautiful face appeared before him.
For a brief moment, Wu Lao completely froze.
