Although he didn't let it show but Hao Xuan had almost jumped out of his skin. He was at full alert as soon as they entered the large building and yet, that voice managed to startle him to the core.
He looked left and right but could not find the source of the voice.
"Who am I speaking to you?" he asked in a respectful tone.
*Rustle*
The pieces of leather hanging in the back of the room parted.
"Come closer," the voice said. It sounded quite gentle, and a little bit tired.
Hao Xuan hesitated for a bit but then decided to go in the end. And as soon as he moved past the curtain of leather and hides, he saw the owner of the voice.
It was an old woman. Her body was almost completely turned to stone with only her head still made of flesh. Her face was covered with wrinkles, a sign of the many years she had lived. But it was her bright blue eyes that caught Hao Xuan's attention. They were shinning in the darkroom like two lanterns.