It was a rarity in the world.
It's just that times had changed, and no one believed in such things anymore.
To speak of it would only lead to scoffs.
However, it truly existed.
But that was all right, at least Gu Qiaoqiao was safe.
Some things are best understood by those who know, as long as they keep it within their hearts.
Gu Qiaoqiao admired her ancestor deeply. Such a person emerged only once every few centuries, and she was the lucky one.
But why did it happen after her rebirth?
Lately, Gu Qiaoqiao sometimes wondered what secrets lay behind her rebirth and the Spiritual Energy in her fingers.
Unable to figure out many things, she simply stopped thinking about them.
At this moment, her fingers were gently combing through Qin Yize's damp hair.
As gentle as water itself.
Then, after three minutes, Qin Yize's hair was completely dry.
Yet, the usually vigilant Qin Yize was sleeping soundly, without any defenses.
Perhaps he knew this was his home.
