Upon hearing Ou Zun say it, Qin Shen felt as if something within his heart had suddenly been torn apart.
Why Mù Qiānxún?
Why must it be Mù Qiānxún?
His lips moved before he fully processed the question, which he hadn't even realized he was going to ask.
Ou Zun was also taken aback by his inquiry, then he laughed helplessly. His smile was golden and pure, even more so than the moonlight above, sacred.
"I can't really say why it has to be her. Well … perhaps it's like when you design a new game, you always reserve an important NPC for your floral demon. When I asked you why it had to be her, you stubbornly insisted that it had to be her. Now, I suddenly understand that feeling."
Silence.
Qin Shen fell silent.
How important the floral demon is to him, Ou Zun knows, and Lu Lingxi knows.
Yet both compared the place of the floral demon in his heart to the place Mù Qiānxún held in Ou Zun's heart.
Floral demon...
Ou Zun looked at Qin Shen in silence, and shook his head helplessly.
