This was the first Furnace he owned upon his initial arrival in the Otherworld, and it was also a mortal unable to cultivate—a life that had a clear beginning and end, leaving no room for doubt.
But now, looking back?
Absolutely not so.
Did Qiu Lianyue notice him from the very beginning, and was she accompanied by a powerful figure from the Profound Yellow Seven Realms?
Yet, if that was the case, why did she not take any action?
Song Yan was shocked, finding it hard to comprehend.
Qiu Lianyue also scrutinized him, then suddenly raised her finger and began calculating.
With a flick of her finger across the void, as if caressing the line of cause and effect, she could completely see through a person in an instant.
Her long, alabaster finger flicked a few times before slowly retracting. She pointed to the seat opposite, saying, "Sit."
Song Yan lowered his head, cheeks flushed, not daring to look at her.
