"The forest is not safe."
The listener spoke, turning his head towards the depths of the island, where there was a place he longed for.
"I can hear its voice, shrill and trembling."
"You want to catch up with the Prophet, you must speed up, I can help you avoid the dangers in the forest."
"Give me the dagger."
After speaking, the listener extended his right hand to Qian Cangyi.
Qian Cangyi hesitated for two seconds before handing over the dagger to the listener.
After taking the dagger, the listener grasped his left ear with his left hand while the dagger in his right hand closely approached below his left ear. Then, the muscles in his right arm contracted, and the sharp dagger sliced off his left ear from bottom to top.
Fresh blood flowed from the wound and quickly stained the listener's left shoulder red.
"Hold onto my ear. If it approaches you, the ear will emit a buzzing sound; this is the only way I can help you."
