What he didn’t know was that as soon as Xu Luodi’s voice passed through the lightning mist, Meng Hao stood up.
Meng Hao also heard the meat jelly, and it seemed as if it was preparing to conclude its speech. In his estimation, it wouldn’t be long before it returned to pester him.
“I really need to find someone to help free me from this torment,” he thought. “I’m really in agony!” Gritting his teeth, he strode out.