Su Ming looked at Tian Lan Meng calmly. Their gazes met not too far away from each other on the edge of the 10,000 feet sword.
Tian Lan Meng remained silent for a moment before she opened her mouth and said, "I don’t know what you’re talking about…"
"Why do you find the need to hide it from me?" Su Ming frowned, then turned around to look at the blue sky beyond Frozen Sky.
Tian Lan Meng hesitated for a moment, looking as if she wanted to say something, but hesitated.
"How did you learn of the Catastrophe of the Eastern Wastelands?" After a long while, her gaze fell on Su Ming’s face and she asked him in his mind.
