Helen raised her head to look at Jiang Hao. Her bright, beautiful eyes brimmed with tears, revealing a fragile vulnerability that stirred pity in anyone who saw her.
She was extremely sensitive, and from Jiang Hao's gaze, she saw concern and affection. Her heart trembled slightly.
"I was captured by slave traders. Why did you end up stranded here?" Helen asked.
Her voice was soft and lovely, but to Jiang Hao, it was like the Celestial Script. He knew more than a dozen languages, yet he could not understand what Little Fox was saying.
Jiang Hao pointed at his ears and spread his hands to indicate that he did not understand. "I can't understand you," he said helplessly.
Little Fox understood Jiang Hao's meaning. She blinked, rose from the ground, tidied her hair, and began to sing loudly. Her melody was winding and melodious, wonderfully pleasant to hear. At the same time, Jiang Hao sensed an energy gathering toward her from all around within her song.
Jiang Hao's heart stirred. This should be a war song. Was she planning to use the spiritual war song, Wisdom Enlightenment, on him?
Suddenly,
Little Fox traced a circle with her hand, seeming to form a spell gesture. She placed both hands over Jiang Hao's forehead, and he felt an unusual energy rush into his mind, bringing a cool sensation. The next instant, it seemed as though many new things had appeared in his mind.
It was somewhat like the system's memory infusion. At that moment, Jiang Hao understood this world's language.
Little Fox looked at Jiang Hao and asked, "My name is Helen Lena. I am a Wind and Rain Priest of the Fox Clan. May I know your name, Pig race person?"
Pig race person!
Jiang Hao finally understood that Liu Zhenhan's