"What?!"
Chen Fang staggered as if struck by lightning. Xiao Chen sighed. Even though he had slain that phantom, he still felt some emotions after hearing Chen Fang's past.
Perhaps, it was the tragicomedy of life.
Though it was closely related to Xiao Chen, at this moment he felt like an outsider, quietly observing everything.
"Impossible!" Chen Fang's eyes were bloodshot. "What did the woman look like? I believe…She definitely is not Ruoshui."
Fairy Qingyun waved her hand, and an illusion appeared in the sky, a young and beautiful woman materialized.
"That's not Ruoshui!" Chen Fang exclaimed fervently.
Chen Fang grabbed the collar of the listless cultivator in white, shouting loudly, "Speak, what is going on!"
"It was a gift from my junior sister," the cultivator in white replied weakly.
"Where did your junior sister get it from?"
Faced with the threat of life and death, the cultivator in white succumbed.
"She found it on Mount Lu."
