As the two girls chatted with the old servant, Li Qiye had his eyes closed, seemingly asleep. The girls didn’t dare to bother Li Qiye despite being overwhelmed with curiosity.

He eventually opened his eyes after a while.

“What were you doing, Young Master?” Yang Ling asked. She naturally didn’t think that he was sleeping while standing.

“I was listening.” He smiled.

“Listen to what? The tides?” Yang Ling stared at the black ocean.

“No, to the screams.” He replied.

She was creeped out by this response and...