Li Tianlan quietly watched the old man walking into the Lonely Mountain.

His mind was wandering.

His world was quiet.

The lake surface was burst open. The water splashed against the bank, and the waves rose. The vast expanse of the lake was turbulent, as if a tsunami occurred in a violent storm.

But there was no sound in Li Tianlan's ears.

The world was originally silent.

He could only hear the sound of the ...