"Senior Brother..." Sang Hanhai sat down respectfully. "I'm afraid I'm too dull to be of any help."
"Oh, you..." The old man chuckled. "Go on, what is it?"
"I've discovered a Celestial-Appointed Translator..." Sang Hanhai said.
"Oh?" The old man sounded a little surprised, but he quickly looked back down at the smooth Holy Word Stone in his hand. He seemed to be pondering what method he could possibly use to inscribe words on it. "It has been a while since one appeared. That'll save us some effort."
A Celestial-Appointed Translator could only help decipher a single Holy Word Stone. An affair of this scale wasn't enough to warrant his full attention.
Sang Hanhai's eyes glinted, and his voice grew low. "A while ago, the Holy Word Stone he resonated with was fully deciphered. But when he came in today, he actually resonated with another Holy Word Stone—one I'm currently working on."
