Though Ye Zhilin lacked worldly experience, she was far from foolish. She was quite sharp. She quickly grasped her brother's intentions—he had feared that if the secret of the Heaven and Earth Reversal were exposed, she would never know peace, whether alive or dead. Thinking of how her brother had cared for her so deeply, and realizing he must be long gone, Ye Zhilin's expression darkened with sadness.
However, she wasn't one to dwell on heavy thoughts for long. Seeing Ye Fei and knowing her brother had descendants, she felt a quiet joy. She was also curious to know just how many generations separated her from Ye Fei. "How long have I been asleep?" she asked.
Ye Fei was momentarily thrown by her sudden shift in the topic—they had been discussing the treasure, after all—but he answered, "Over eight hundred years."
"That long?" Ye Zhilin stuck out her tongue playfully. "Thank goodness you found me. If I'd slept for a few more centuries, I might not have woken up at all."
