"Tu Yan, you're about to lose your beast demeanor."
Li Zhang remarked.
Tu Yan glanced at him without speaking.
"Hey, are you really serious?"
Tu Yan exhaled, looking at the market at the foot of the mountain: "She transferred the curse onto herself."
Li Zhang was stunned.
It took him a while to fully grasp those words.
Li Zhang looked to the other side, where the enigmatic girl in the scarlet dress was sitting on the dead tree, leaning casually against the trunk, appearing quite audacious.
The remarks Li Zhang had prepared beforehand couldn't be voiced now.
She had gone to such lengths for Tu Yan, what more could he say?
"I came to tell you that there's a disturbance at the Far End of the Prehistoric Era. I've heard the mists are starting to dissipate," Li Zhang said. "However, the process is very slow. At this rate, it will probably take a few years to clear completely."
"Is this related to your previous visit to the Far End of the Prehistoric Era?"
