Forget it, this tracing back is too exhausting, let's rest for now.
Zhao Changhe opened his eyes and found himself drenched in sweat atop the cold snow mountain, as if his soul power had been drained, his head throbbing, overwhelmingly fatigued.
Ye Jiuyou sat opposite him, just a few feet away, and he could distinctly smell the faint fragrance on her body.
Seeing Zhao Changhe's fatigued state, Ye Jiuyou blinked her eyes and asked, "What did you perceive?"
Zhao Changhe looked at her blinking cutely, recalling the scenes he had just witnessed, feeling incredibly strange, and subconsciously lowered his eyelids to hide his thoughts: "Time is indeed a marvel... at least it can trace my cause and effect to a higher level."
"Having it in my hands, is it really useful to you?"
"...Well, perhaps because of this, the cause and effect I see is strongly related to you."
Ye Jiuyou became interested, "What did you see about me?"
