Su He wasn't particularly worried about the matter with Baiyin.
After all, that was something from thirty million years ago. Baiyin had reincarnated and vanished; whether something was lost thirty million years ago really didn't matter.
He and Tan Taifeng were different.
For Tan Taifeng, it was happening now, but for Su He, it had already been obliterated in the river of history.
Next to him, Ji Feixue looked at the letter, confused, "Is she talking about me?"
Could the Yuan Sovereign Clan connect the past and the present? Did this Tan Taifeng from the ancient times connect with her future self?
Wouldn't there be a clash across the river of time?
Su He smiled, "I'm not sure about this. How about I go back and ask you, then come back to tell you?"
Such a feeling was truly wonderful.
Ji Feixue didn't speak. Her gaze fell on the White Tiger below, where a Bright Pearl the size of a human head and completely transparent rested.
