As time slipped away silently like fine sand through an hourglass, Lin Yu's bones emitted a series of bone-chilling crackling sounds. "Crack, crack, crack"—the noise was exceptionally clear and piercing in the dead silence, resembling a demon's low murmur deep within the darkness, eerie, terrifying, and harrowing.
Guarding nearby, Luomei felt her heart instantly squeezed mercilessly by an invisible, immensely powerful giant hand, choking her until she could barely breathe. Her complexion instantly turned ashen and bloodless, her lips trembling involuntarily as she murmured to herself, "What should I do? Lin Yu, you must not anything happen to you!" Her voice was so light it seemed merely a whisper of her inner fear; her eyes were widened like copper bells, filled with deep anxiety and endless dread, as if she were about to be completely swallowed by that terror the very next second.
"What is to be done? Lin Yu must not come to any harm!" Luomei muttered, anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof. Her voice was trembling and sharp, laden with thick panic and unease.
Chapter 72