“I… I’ve saved your life?” Lu Zhi Yun was confused at the white-haired man’s words; he was standing on thin air slightly above her.
“It was like that,” the white-haired young man answered. His cracked face full of grief was calm.
“May I know when that was?” Lu Zhi Yun asked.
At that moment, she did not feel any pressure at all. She asked him this casually.
Her voice was melodious. It was full of respect towards the white-haired young man.
The white-haired young man shook his head. “If you cannot remember, let’s talk about it later.”
Lu Zhi Yun went quiet, and in a bit, she nodded. She did not dare to push him because in her eyes, he was still a powerful divine realm cultivator.
Seeing Lu Zhi Yun nod, the white-haired man’s gaze turned to Jing Cha the Legendary.
“Jing Cha the Legendary, do you recognise me?”