But when his gaze met her eyes, he saw a pair of ancient and deep eyes, calm and unfathomable.
In an instant, Zhao Sheng changed his previous thoughts; the previous "Zhao San Yue" could never have such eyes. Only after experiencing countless years and enduring the vicissitudes of life could one possess such eyes that see through the world.
"It has been many years; is Ancestor well?" Zhao San Yue slowly raised her palm in salute, her entire demeanor changed significantly, her words and actions imbued with an indescribable charm, her aura calm as water, almost transcendent.
Zhao Sheng looked her up and down, and a certain idea formed in his mind.
"You are mistaken! From the time you disappeared to your return, it has been only a hundred breaths."
His words instantly broke the "calm" in Zhao San Yue's eyes, and a trace of astonishment flashed in her eyes, but she quickly calmed down.
