"I really don't understand why they emphasize us so much," another voice chimed in. The voice was as gentle as a summer breeze, a sound that, like others, Yan Xiaobao could recognize anywhere. The sound of footsteps grew closer on the stairs, and Yan Xiaobao could guess that they were moving on the other side of the wall. Soon, they would reach the gate, and he could only imagine their stunned expressions when they did.
