"When you find him in the future, tell him that the Phoenix Blood isn't a disaster but an auspicious thing. It's an auspicious thing that can make people happy for the rest of their lives!"
Outside the door, I was petrified, as if I had been electrocuted.
The old woman coughed violently again.
"Mom, please slow down. Stop talking." The son patted the old woman's back and advised her.
"It's a pity that I don't have the chance to tell them." The old woman sighed and let out a hoarse voice.
I knocked on the iron door lightly.
The surroundings suddenly stopped.
I reached out and knocked again.
"Who is it?" The son asked in a low voice.
I slowly emerged from the shadows and stood at the door with the help of the weak light. "Old Woman, do you know about the Phoenix Blood?"
The withered old lady's eyes seemed to glow. She struggled to get up from her son's embrace and crawled towards the door.
