The deeper he delved into his thoughts, the more complex the Netherworld King's expression grew.
This woman before him was a mystery, her actions impossible to fathom.
All three of them had been in the high tower, yet she was the only one who had vanished.
It was clear this person possessed a truly great destiny.
Meanwhile, Song Wanning grew increasingly puzzled as the Netherworld King simply stared at her, his expression complex, without saying a word.
"Senior, why do you keep staring at me?"
She touched her face. 'I've gotten a little prettier, sure, but my features haven't changed. Is that really worth him staring for so long?'
The Netherworld King snapped back to reality, a hint of apology on his face.
"My apologies. That was presumptuous of me."
He invited Song Wanning to sit, then produced a transparent cylinder. Inside, a cluster of flame burned fiercely.
It was the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, something Song Wanning knew very well.
"Senior, what is the meaning of this?"
