Zhao Xiangshan stopped abruptly, turning his head to look back at the man. The chief administrator's face turned pale, but he dared not lower his head to avoid his gaze, forcing himself to speak as he added:
"Old Xie's side says the nearby waters seem to have been placed under some restriction by someone, affecting the operation of the array."
After another few breaths of silence, the air feeling as if it might freeze, Zhao Xiangshan finally let out an "oh": "Heavenly Monarch Yuanxu is covering people's mouths and determined to put on a solo show."
Aside from the secret mansion's transmission array, he had several other channels to gather information on the lake. Yet just now, he discovered they had been cut off as well.
In other words, not only had they become mutes now, but they had also turned into the deaf and the blind.
Such methods were truly remarkable.
To be able to seal off communications and isolate the inside from the outside—could it be the imprisonment of the void?
Although still somewhat uncertain, at this moment he did not believe there would be a second person coming to cause him trouble.
With the capabilities of Heavenly Monarch Yuanxu, as long as he could apply divine abilities to the depths of the water a thousand miles away and outside the secret mansion, there was indeed a very high possibility he could pull it off.
If so, he had to raise his estimation of Yu Ci once again.
While he was pondering how to cope, Yu Ci had already answered for him, still using a thousand-mile voice transmission, still with a thunderous roar in his ears:
"Zhao Xiangshan, have you washed your neck clean?"
Zhao Xiangshan's smile remained unchanged, yet cold gleams condensed in his eyes, and none