Shi Hao's pupils constricted. He sat behind the red sandalwood table, quietly looking at her. Just what kind of secrets was she going to reveal?
Fairy Yue Chan's had an indescribable charm. She gathered her beautiful hair and said, "If you hear this, you might be shocked."
"What haven't I experienced before? Just say it." Shi Hao said.
"You might have heard that the wasteland region is a place of exile, but that's not entirely true. It's just the tip of the iceberg," Fairy Yue Chan said softly. Through the sealed private room's clear splendor, she gazed outside the window. Her eyes were a bit distant.
"Speak!" Shi Hao said indifferently.
"You feel that the eight regions are boundless like an Immeasurable Great World, right?" Yue Chan turned around, looking at him.
"Isn't that the case?" Shi Hao asked in reply.
