The cell was slightly illuminated, making the originally oppressive prison seem comfortable.
Zhao Qingshan and others looked outside, their gaze falling curiously and inquisitively on Gu An not far away.
"Why is it that every time we come, we can't hear the dean conversing with these people?" Chen Changfeng's tone was flat yet curious.
"Do you know about the Eight Sounds Formation?" Yue Han put down her teacup and asked.
It was mealtime, so she had a dining table and snacks.
She could eat gracefully and calmly.
One might think she was in a palace rather than this sunless prison if judging only by appearance.
Initially, there was no such treatment, but her identity was special, unlike ordinary people.
Ultimately, under the guise of being a useless person, she received special treatment.
"Eight Sounds Formation?" Chen Changfeng paused and said, "I know that."
Uh...
Yue Han was taken aback, "You know about the Eight Sounds Formation?"
