He believed in Ye Qiao's words, for the Tribe priest had said before that the reason for her foolishness was that her soul had not returned.
It seemed that before this, her soul existed somewhere else, and that place appeared to be quite nice.
While observing Wen Jue's expressions, Ye Qiao continued, "People in that world often drink hot water, which keeps them from falling ill easily..."
Ye Qiao lowered her voice as she could not understand the expression on Wen Jue's face, unsure of what he was thinking.
However, looking at the water heating up in the large iron pot and thinking about soon being able to wash with hot water, Ye Qiao couldn't help but feel a bit more relaxed.
She looked up at Wen Jue, "Can you transform some other things as well?"
Regaining his focus, Wen Jue asked with a serious face, "What things?"
After thinking for a moment, Ye Qiao described the shape of a cup, looking at Wen Jue with considerable interest.
