The Big-headed Bird had no direct contact with Qinghan, except for those scripture-like murmurs.
The sounds were received by the ears and transmitted into the brain, which counted as indirect contact, but since there was no precedent, I didn't know what Qinghan's current situation was.
He was stronger than me now, but I could feel him holding back his strength. Perhaps, subconsciously, he knew who was in front of him, just couldn't fully control his actions.
The Rock Miner stood dumbfounded at the door, and just when I thought I could relax, Qinghan suddenly leapt up, knocked me aside, and ran.
But instead of heading toward the exit, he rushed further into the room, breaking free of the ropes we had barely managed to bind him with.
The head miner reminded me that there was a secret chamber at the back of the room, but they had never gone in, so they didn't know what was inside.
