"You can talk, big blockhead? I thought you were mute," Li Meng'er said.
"Ah, I thought he had spoken to you before," Li Qiye said to Li Meng'er.
"Tch, ever since we came up from the lower realm, I haven't heard him say a single word. It seems only Young Master Wang Yufan knows he can speak," Li Meng'er said.
Li Qiye turned his head and carefully sized up the uncle standing behind him. He only knew that the uncle behind him was very strong; as for anything else, he knew nothing.
"Uncle, is my master really okay? Do you know what his cultivation level is?" Li Qiye leaned in front of Mo Zheng and asked. Mo Zheng's face showed little expression; he was practically a block of wood. He also didn't say a single word.
"Forget it, Li Qiye, don't ask him anymore. He already spoke a single word today, which is unprecedented. As long as we know your master will be fine, we can just wait here with peace of mind," Li Meng'er said. After she finished, Li Qiye also nodded.
