Inside Eight Fingers Mountain.

Standing before a lake, Xuanji was watching the reflection on the surface of the water. Bored, he picked up a pebble and flung it into the water.

The small rock fell into the lake, making the water ripple.

Weirdly, on the surface of the lake, Hua Qiyue's figure seemed to appear. Xuanji's brow wrinkled as he thought about her.

After meeting with Hua Qiyue several times, he had deemed her as someone ...