Zheng Qing swore he had not eavesdropped on purpose.
He had only been concerned about the newcomers on the team, worried that after he left, the ill-intentioned South Asian would curse them again. So he had planted a thought seed on her just in case, then accidentally heard the voices coming through the Sound Transmission Gu. Did that even count as eavesdropping?
Honestly, his precaution had been justified.
Because that old wizard had indeed cursed the newcomer again ┓(`)┏.
The others, however, clearly did not see it that way.
The Sound Transmission Gu was probably standard equipment for the Southeast Continent Team, so while Zheng Qing's voice rang in Lin Yuqing's head, the other veterans heard it as well.
The monk's gleaming bronze skin turned deathly pale in an instant, as though he had been drenched in nitric acid.
The ninja girl hiding in the shadows of the Tree also slipped up and fell from her branch. She hastily picked up the kunai from the ground and hid behind the Tree again.
The owner of the Sound Transmission Gu looked increasingly distressed.
Only Lin Yuqing, as an ordinary person whose mind had suddenly become a meeting place for other people, did not find it amusing in the slightest. Her head spun, her chest felt stifled, and she could not help raising her hand to pound hard against her head, as if she could crush the bug in her ear to death or hammer the voices out of her mind.
Zheng Qing realized his lapse in manners a moment too late.
He cleared his throat.
The sound entered the other veterans' ears at the same time.
"—You don't need to worry about Reinhardt. I'll keep an eye on him. You don't need to split up to complete your missions either. Go