"What is it?"
The place where the two of them stood was a secluded area within the bustling city, one where few people would ever tread. Initially, Long Yan assumed that the old lady avoided crowded places due to her health, but now it seemed that wasn't the full story.
To the side, Lingxi seemed completely oblivious to the old lady's words. She was intently examining the mask in her hands, as if she had found a rare treasure, turning it over and over in her grasp. However, if one paid attention, they would notice that Lingxi's pupils were entirely unfocused, as lifeless as those of a corpse. Unfortunately, Long Yan, now bereft of True Qi, hadn't noticed anything amiss with her.
"A heart of someone who loves you."
The old lady smiled at Long Yan, looking completely unconcerned about how terrifying her words were. She spoke as if discussing something as mundane as eating or drinking, yet her casual tone sent shivers down Long Yan's spine.
"Don't joke about such things."
