Chapter 39: Cloud of Suspicion

"Who is it?!"

"What sort of person are you?"

The radiance of the jade bi reflected the darkness of the deep cavern, making it appear even more secluded.

Qin Lingxiao's expression was solemn, and she vigilantly looked around.

Yet, she could not perceive any movement.

The surroundings were as desolate as before, with the dripping sound of water becoming more pronounced in the gloomy cavern.

However, Qin Lingxiao would never believe it to be a mere illusion or auditory hallucination.

A mortal might, but she certainly would not experience such a thing.

Moreover, although the voice spoke the language of Fenglin Continent, it carried a slight, barely discernible Zhongsheng Continent accent.

"Who exactly are you, sir? Please reveal your identity."

Qin Lingxiao looked around at the shadows again and called out loudly.

"Me?"

"Hey, just an old fellow."

That voice, its origin unknown, echoed in the utterly lonely cavern.