He silently thought to himself:
"Hey, hey, boss, can you hear me this way?"
His actions were just like secretly making a phone call.
"Yes."
Fang Cheng's response was brief and clear.
Xu Hao first felt a burst of novelty and excitement, as if he had gotten an amazing toy.
But soon, as if he remembered something, the excitement quickly faded from his face, replaced by a hint of unease and alertness.
"Boss, doesn't this mean you've drilled into my brain?"
"Then all the random things I think about and my... my little secrets, wouldn't they all be known to you?"
Xu Hao was incoherent, his face slightly flushed.
"This is just a special ability to temporarily establish a spiritual link, only for transmitting voice, not to explore the depths of your thoughts."
Fang Cheng explained calmly and leisurely:
"Just like I told you before, it's an absolutely safe, absolutely secret new way of communication."
