Twelve Demon Moons, Lower Rank Three, Yo

"Hey." Hiruko, who had been ignored, spoke in a slightly cold tone as he looked at the brat before him. "I'm talking to you." After Yun Chuan spoke, Baiyu retreated behind him, like a silent guard. So Hiruko could only have been addressing this brat, yet when he spoke, his voice was strangely stiff and hoarse. "Hm?" Yun Chuan did not even glance at him. He merely looked at the crates and smiled as he listened. "I'm listening, I'm listening. But...