“What did you say just now?”
Ming Shu finished her words and asked.
Bai Qing repeated softly, “The lord of the myriad mirror is about to be born.”
Ming Shu narrowed her eyes slightly.
“The lord of the myriad mirror?”
“Yes, it’s in the myriad mirror mountain.”Bai Qing looked in the direction of the Spirit Pool. There was only a thin layer of golden light left, like a golden mist.
Ming Shu stood up from her chair. “Is what you said true?”
“Bai Qing doesn’t dare to speak nonsense.”
Before Ming Shu could react, the crowd behind her exploded.
“What is the lord of myriad mirrors?”
“I don’t know. Have you heard of it?”
“I haven’t heard of the lord of myriad mirrors either... If I take it literally...”
Everyone looked at each other. The lord of myriad mirrors had an owner? How come they had never heard of it?
