Wandering laughter echoed through the underwater ruins, the old man's aged body trembling violently with the laughter, as if he was about to laugh off the little flesh remaining on his bones.
For a full quarter of an hour, this old man probably hadn't laughed this long for tens of thousands of years, a quarter-hour of laughter leaving him gasping for air and eventually coughing intensely.
Bubbles gurgled up through the water, finally, the old man had to stop.
Lin Hao pinched his chin.
"Is it that funny?"
At this moment, Lin Hao felt the urge to slap the old man's face.
The old man, at this moment, finally raised his head, glanced at Lin Hao with contempt, his expression somewhat manic, and then looked at the Half Mermaid beside him, laughing even more fiercely: "That's right, just like that, what, you disagree? No one can leave this Sea of Curse, no one in the past, no one now, and no one will in the future!"
