Every time the dog rejected him, the unspeakable affairs were either related to that part of the secret history of Danxue Mountain that could not be mentioned or to his own origins and identity. Thus, when the dog suddenly fell silent about the Longevity Lamp of the Sanqing Ruins, he couldn't help but think of these two aspects. It might be the third thing the dog could not speak of.
Lin Suqing mulled this over in his heart, occasionally sneaking glances at the dog's expression. And the dog was also glancing at him out of the corner of his eye while walking, catching Lin Suqing's gaze several times, but quickly averting his own.
This gave Lin Suqing an increasingly subtle feeling. He turned to look at the small Longevity Lamp enshrined on the altar… Standing alone in the resplendent hall, its solitary form cast an exceptionally steadfast shadow, compelling him to look longer, no, to stand before it and simply gaze at it, unwilling to leave.
