[ When Meng Yao heard a scream from a familiar voice, he came running.

...Ah yes, a dead body. Without rhyme or reason, someone was dead and they still hadn't figured out anything about their situation. Not to mention it was being just put on display for an auction. This was more than enough to be unnerving, really. ]

I...I think we should...

[ Do what? ]

Tell someone else about this. Or...do something about it, if we can. [ ... ] Are you going to be alright?