"So that's why! No wonder you can see me!"
Before Feng Qing'an could reply, the voice that had suddenly spoken in his ear continued on its own accord, as if it had understood the reason the moment it had asked the question.
"Who's reincarnation are you?"
"Never mind, you don't have to tell me – even if you did, I probably wouldn't recognize them. I've been sealed here all along, I have no idea what the outside world looks like now."
Though the voice was undoubtedly powerful, it seemed that because it hadn't had an interaction with another being for so long, it didn't even give Feng Qing'an a chance to speak. It went on and on, revealing a sense of melancholy and helplessness.
"...."
Having been forcibly brought here, Feng Qing'an tugged at the corner of his mouth, his gaze fixed on the majestic outline that appeared and disappeared within the mist. Even though his mind was on high alert, his face remained calm.
