C956 Ealing

The crisp voice was exceptionally sweet. No matter how one looked at it, it was impossible to believe that such a sweet voice was cursing.

Zuo Teng's Chinese was not very good. When he was speaking earlier, he spoke half-Japanese and half-Chinese, but now that he heard this voice, he was a little stunned. He did not understand what it meant.

Everyone was trying to find the source of this curse