C1011 Eye Vision

Just when Nanmen Ziyang's eardrums started to hurt, a cold hand lightly patted his shoulder. In a split-second, the pain in his ears dissipated, causing him to feel much more comfortable.

Aside from the fact that they were a little noisy, there were no other issues with those mournful cries.

"Young Master Xue, thank you." Nanmen Ziyang heaved a sigh of relief