Chapter 17

Ritian closed his eyes firmly. He can feel the air sweep his hair as Wenren sped up. Ritian can't see anything but the endless black. 'That vessel. Where is it?'

How come he can't hear anything?

"Wen, where's that Vessel?" He didn't move even a centimeter, afraid of surprising Wenren that could lead to their fall. He looked like a stiff puppet between Wenren's arms. 'Like a dead weight.'

A sigh went past his ears. The breathless voice said, "Here, Ritian."

He opened his mouth in shock. "Wen... I hear him talk to me just now. He..."

Wenren tightened his grip on his waist. Although blindfolded, his other senses was magnified. Ritian can percept that the guy slowed down a beat. "Don't mind it."

"Do you wish to know me more, Ritian?" The vessel's voice sometimes belongs to a man, then a woman. It became distracting how the sentence started with a male voice then ends up with the sultry tone of a teasing lady. "I know you so well. I can understand you, since you, yourself don't come from t