He didn't know what was happening to him. He frantically turned to the side and began to check the paintings on the floor. Qilin Hao who was now sitting awkwardly on the floor with a dispirited look said, "That's the only way you can see him."
Ji Yao treated her like air as he looked through the paintings. His trembling hands were dirty from the paint but he wasn't even bothered. One painting after the other was of Rui Fei in unfamiliar settings and he was evidently a whole lot taller than before.
"You weren't born in Niuq but you still have a connection with it. What you see is bits and pieces of Rui Fei's life...," she said but Ji Yao suddenly raised her finger to shut his up.
Normally Qilin Hao would erupt on the spot but right now she just closed her eyes as she lightly raised her chin calming her emotions.
