"What's going on?"
Ling Xin was shocked and looked up. In an instant, her mind trembled and her calm sea of consciousness suddenly started to surge.
A pair of strange eyes appeared in the sky, staring at her coldly.
The sound of a poem was heard. It seemed to penetrate space and shake her heart.
"I peeked at the birds outside the bamboo, the water outside the tree, and the clouds outside the peak. Did I do it intentionally or unintentionally?"
Ling Xin's entire body trembled. That pair of strange eyes actually gave her a feeling of vastness and boundlessness, like the stars in the sky overlooking the earth.
"Birds come to spy on people, the moon peeks at wine, and the snow peeks at books, but they see that he is heartless."
At this moment, the golden light around Ling Xin's body suddenly disappeared, and her eyes revealed a trace of confusion.
