"Fire Phoenix Soul?"
Lin Yue looked at Baili Fengzhi with a half-smile, "Perhaps there is, perhaps not. Who knows?"
Baili Fengzhi was startled by his answer and couldn't help but feel confused. She asked, "Your Highness, what do you mean by that?"
"I don't have a good memory. I can't remember clearly."
Lin Yue sighed regretfully, lying lazily on the ground, squinting as if he were truly reminiscing.
Upon hearing this, beneath her mask, Baili Fengzhi's phoenix eyes widened in surprise, followed by a hint of helplessness—how could she not know that Lin Yue was deliberately teasing her?
If your memory is bad, then how many people in the world have good memory?
She took a deep breath, knelt on one knee in front of Lin Yue, and said earnestly, "Your Highness, the Fire Phoenix Soul is extremely important to me. It relates not only to my cultivation path but can also guide me."
