Upon seeing Yang Ruoshui's tense expression slightly pale, Chen Nan revealed a gentle smile and tried to ease the solemn atmosphere. He slowly said, "If it were an ordinary person encountering a situation like yours, they would have been at a loss long ago."
"Your illness is truly too bizarre, almost like an unsolvable fog, to say it is an incurable disease would not be an exaggeration."
Speaking to this point,
Chen Nan's mouth corners slightly lifted, sketching a thought-provoking curve.
From his deep eyes, a confident glow burst forth in an instant, like bright stars shimmering in the night sky.
His entire being radiated an exuberant aura, as if there was no mystery in the world that could perplex him.
Yang Ruoshui's originally dim eyes suddenly brightened, and a surprised expression appeared on her face as she hurriedly asked, "Do you have a way?"
