The sound of explosions, falling ceiling debris, and the ghastly screams and howls from outside.
Shen Li subconsciously covered her ears even tighter, not wanting to hear any of it, especially the screams.
This time, Han Mochen had thrown the bomb following the sound, with a very tricky angle, and catching the mercenaries off guard, resulting in heavy casualties.
"How's your consideration going?" Han Mochen asked with a smile.
"Considering what?" asked Shen Li, lost.
Much more debris fell from the ceiling, blotting out the last bit of light in the space.
She had gotten used to the darkness in the room, but now she couldn't see anything at all, not even her hand in front of her face; it was pitch-black.
"I just confessed to you, you must have heard it," said Han Mochen.
Shen Li was shocked, her reflexes almost making her blurt out, "Is that what you mean?"
Fortunately, she restrained herself and didn't ask, just stared intently in the direction of Han Mochen.