Did someone really call him Senior Brother? Though someone else had opened their mouth.
Wang Xuan instantly broke out in goosebumps. The voice was somewhat deep and a little dense, clearly male. Was he doing it on purpose?
Then, another mental call came from the stone lamp, and this time it was even simpler, just one intimate word: "Brother."
"Shut up!" Wang Xuan could not take it anymore. That was far too sickeningly sweet.
Such a rich male voice, acting so close to him and dripping with flattery—it was an utterly different experience from the Woman in the Stone Tablet calling him Senior Brother, as he had hoped.
"Brother, what is it?" Every time the man in the stone lamp transmitted a message mentally, his voice became gentler than before. He kept lowering his pitch, no longer sounding so rough.
"Act normal. Don't talk like that." Wang Xuan sternly stopped him. He could not shake the image of a burly man eight feet tall forcing himself to raise an orchid finger and speak to him in a soft voice.
This truly was not enjoyable. Though he had never discriminated based on gender, beauty, or ugliness, he really could not bear it today. It sent chills down his spine.
Wang Xuan felt that if he casually rubbed himself right now, he could scrape off a whole floorful of goosebumps.
"Got it!" The voice came from the stone lamp again, turning muffled and booming like rolling thunder, making the air quake with resounding vibrations.
That really was going from one extreme to the other.
Wang Xuan was speechless for a while, unable to recover.
After calming down, he felt that the situation was serious. He had found another "lingering menace." Could it be that all sorts of Demonic Creatures and Monsters on