Streams of power surged from the formation, all converging on Situ Qinghuan, who stood at its very center.
The old man gazed at Situ Qinghuan, still feeling that the way she looked at him was extremely odd, and ultimately he couldn't help but ask, "Qinghuan, didn't you promise Lu Chuan to share a room with him? Why then do you suddenly want to restore your power first?"
When Lu Chuan heard this question, he really believed Situ Qinghuan wanted to restore her power first to give him a better ability to endure, worried that she would be embarrassed, he cleared his throat twice and said to the old man, "Senior, you don't need to ask about this, it was I who asked Qinghuan to restore her power first."
The old man raised his eyebrows, "It was you who asked?"
Lu Chuan nodded, "Indeed, after all, this power originally belongs to Qinghuan. Restoring it sooner will help her ease the burden weighing on her heart."
