Chapter 177: That Stormy Night_3

However, probably because Song Deshou's head was already infested with bugs, his ears were filled with a buzzing noise, as if mosquitoes were chirping, coupled with the sound of blood rushing backward, echoing against his eardrums; the man's deliberately lowered voice also became blurred and distant—

"I'm really sorry, I didn't expect it to suddenly..."

The man seemed to be explaining to him, his tone apologetic, but there was not a hint of regret in his voice, rather, it was laced with a hint of a smile.

"This is my first time using the 'Gu' on someone, and I didn't expect this little fellow to have the bad habit of starting with the eyes."