Qiang Wanzhou followed her gaze and glanced at his hand. "I don't quite remember. I've always had them."
His tone was very calm and nonchalant as if he were talking about something very normal.
Chu Liuyue's heart was tugged slightly. Heaven knows how much he has suffered to survive in a place like Nan Jiang, but he seems to have normalized it.
Chu Liuyue gently placed her fingers on his wrist and injected some force.
The moment she looked in, she felt an intense, cold, and harsh air rushing toward her.
Her gaze went cold, and she immediately increased her strength. However, the cold, harsh air was very strange and formidable, and Chu Liuyue's force couldn't move at all.
After a moment, she called out the transparent fire from the Heavenly Square Cauldron and merged it with her force before inserting it in.
