Hundred Flowers Lake.
The fragrance of flowers pervaded every corner of the air.
Although each flower at Hundred Flowers Lake was fragrant, the array did not feel chaotic, only layered.
From light to intense, and quickly dispersing.
It was not off-putting.
Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Jiang Hao had no significant thoughts in his mind.
All of this was somewhat unexpected.
It rendered him unable to think, feeling like everything before was chaotic.
The person in front of him had directly shattered his existing perceptions.
"Is my question hard to answer?" the Heavenly Note Sect asked.
"Senior, you have misunderstood," Jiang Hao replied, bowing his head.
"Misunderstood?" the Heavenly Note Sect laughed, "What are you referring to?"
"Junior never said that Senior was dead," Jiang Hao answered.
"Oh?" the Heavenly Note Sect said with a smile, "Then what did I hear?"