Luo Shu took a deep breath, bit her teeth hard, and tremblingly activated the communication talisman. She had to face what was inevitable.
One second, two seconds, three seconds... Those few short seconds seemed as long as a century to Luo Shu at that moment.
Hanmo, please receive it! Hanmo, can you hear my call? Hanmo, I beg you! Luo Shu was shouting in her heart incessantly.
Time ticked away, second by second, but there was still no response. Despair began to rise in Luo Shu's heart; at that moment, she seemed to hear the sound of her own heart shattering.
She closed her eyes in despair, tears falling uncontrollably, landing on the back of her hand, on the ground, and instantly disappearing into the soil.
"Shushu! Is that you?" An excited, surprised, exhilarated, and incredulous voice came from the communication talisman she held in her hand.