Not long after, in the living room of the bungalow at the Li family's house complex.
Li Mo stroked his short beard, thinking hard until his brow furrowed.
"Hemmh, so a Er isn't a real mystical Vermilion bird?"
Crown Prince placed his teacup on the saucer.
The night was getting late, but all could not end the day before all the puzzles were solved.
Luo Xiang looked at the second floor where their room was. He saw how Bai Ying's fire circle during his mind connected with A Er, had burned his clothes, due to the sheer pressure of the force, for a moment, the young man felt a jolt in the memory shown by a Er and lost control, and now, that young man was soaking himself in a cold bath and wanted to be alone for a while. Luo Xiang was worried about him, but, he has to face it on his own now.
Chen Ming joined in on the conversation.
