Zhi Yan looked at the grand gate of the Butu Tower, where the bas-relief of Suo Lun had completely solidified into an exquisite form.
Moreover, the Suo Lun depicted on the relief was entirely bare.
"Go inside, aren't you here to rescue your dear husband? He's already dead inside. Why don't you join him in a love pact in death?" the Witch Yuanyuan said with a girlish laugh.
Zhi Yan stared coldly at the witch, and slowly said, "You deliberately lured me here. You never truly wanted Suo Lun to help you obtain the Dragon Mark relic inside. You're someone consumed by extreme vanity. After several years, you still couldn't fully unravel the mystery of this Butu Tower; you definitely wouldn't believe Suo Lun could understand it in just a few days."
Yuanyuan was taken aback, then said with a coquettish smile, "Keep talking."
