"Something from the past? I can't remember..." the drunk slurred.
"Has something bad happened to you before?"
Qing Yi asserted confidently, he wasn't just unable to remember, he was unwilling to say.
The drunk suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze turned icy in an instant, and his brows furrowed as well.
After a moment, however, he closed his eyes again and didn't respond to Qing Yi.
Qing Yi waited for a while but didn't get a reply, feeling somewhat disappointed.
——
In a secret chamber, a man wrapped in dark aura sat on an ice bed.
The Blood Crow perched on the only table there, its ruby-red eyes intently watching the man who was cultivating on the ice bed.
After a while, the man ceased all his cultivation techniques and the dark aura around him slowly dissipated.
He took a deep breath, then slowly opened his eyes, staring ahead, and said,
"Has the person not been found yet?"
"Wow~" the Blood Crow responded.
"Useless." The man scolded.
