บท 75: Chapter 75 Man-made

The owner of the mobile phone shop was named Wuei Qun.

He admitted to being an unscrupulous businessman who, through repairing phones, had swindled numerous novices using petty industry tricks.

But Wuei Qun had seldom done such things recently.

If you asked him why, it wasn't because he had developed hemorrhoids or constipation from sitting too long, but because a mysterious melody constantly echoed in his mind.

This melody could only be heard by him; no one else could hear it.

That afternoon.

As Wuei Qun was repairing a customer's phone, he suddenly furrowed his brow and said, "Right, Xiao Zheng, do you hear any sound?"

The apprentice at his side, Xiao Zheng, asked curiously, "Boss, what sound? I don't hear anything."

"How can you not hear it? It's that very familiar melody," Wuei Qun said.

"Boss, is it that problem you have that's acting up again? You should see a doctor," the apprentice Xiao Zheng said.