Shen Hua was astonished that Sanqing Taoist could see her.
She couldn't help but glance back remotely. She was unable to hear any noise from inside the house. The girl's lips pressed together in subtle frustration.
"There has been something puzzling me to this day."
Xue Tuan was her, even if she wasn't attached to a body, that was still her, a real existence.
But why?
Clearly six years ago, she was still in Fengzhou, and should have had no dealings with Cui Yun.
Sanqing Taoist seemed to guess what she wanted to ask. Holding a whisk, he emanated the aura of an immortal Daoist.
"Where there is a cause, there must be an effect; everything turns in cycles of reincarnation. Since Miss Shen has asked, this poor Daoist might as well let you take a look yourself."
Without waiting for Shen Hua to respond, Sanqing Taoist flicked his whisk, and a strong light flickered before her eyes, the quiet alley dissipated, and the scene changed along with it.
