Amid a sea of sand, March 7th's expression gradually went blank.
She was finally certain that she really could not understand what this little girl, who had suddenly appeared in the vast desert and looked about Little Fish's age, was saying.
Although Little Fish seemed to be listening very attentively, as though he really understood what the other person meant, all March 7th heard was a great jumble of sticky, indistinct syllables.
It was not that the words she heard were slurred like those of a baby learning to talk. Rather, once that person opened her mouth, she never stopped. Words tumbled out one after another without any breaks, like reading a long string of text with absolutely no punctuation. Just imagining speaking that way was enough to make it hard to breathe, or even make her bite her tongue involuntarily.
In that respect, this person who had suddenly appeared was pretty impressive.
March 7th looked left and right, but there was nothing to see except the endless sea of sand. And since she could not understand what the other person was saying, she kept feeling rather unnecessary here.
But there was nothing she could do. She could only sit down obediently and pretend she understood, nodding from time to time or murmuring an occasional acknowledgment.
Unlike March 7th, Jiang Yu clearly understood everything already.
What he heard was actually quite normal. Whatever language the person who had suddenly appeared before him was using to communicate, everything reached him as orderly, perfectly comprehensible speech.
On the other hand, the person he saw was also different from the one March 7th saw. From beginning to end, the figure in his eyes had never changed.
What Jiang Yu saw was a somewhat indistinct figure, as though reflected light were shining straight into