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Luo Jinsang said, "Qing Ji seemed to have liked someone before, but after she came out of the Ten Square Formation, she learned that the person had died."

"So..."

"Qing Ji then lost interest in this world and its affairs, so she didn't want to get involved. She wanted to just stay in the depth of the snowfields and avoid all conflicts and strife." Ji Yunhe raised her brows and thought: that bird had a fancy face full of charm, but turned out she was actually quite zen.

The demonic attachment in the formation was obsessively passionate, but Qing Ji herself was not stubborn in the least.

"Perhaps that was a wise decision..."

"Hey, lemme tell you, I also know a huge secret!" Luo Jinsang pretended to be mysterious.

"What secret?"

"Do you know who Qing Ji liked? I'll tell you, he's..."

"I know," Ji Yunhe interrupted her.

"The Wuchang Saint, Ning Ruochu."

Luo Jinsang gasped, "Hey, how did you..." She pouted like a child.

"Then do you know who among the demon masters right now is related to Ning Ruochu?" Ji Yunhe smacked her lips and said, "The Grand Master?"

"Hey!" Luo Jinsang was puzzled.

"How come you know everything?!" Ji Yunhe smiled and pinched Luo Jinsang's cheek.

"Silly, who else has been living that long?"

"Well, did you know that Ning Ruochu was the senior brother of the Grand Master?" Ji Yunhe was a bit shocked, this... she really did not know.

"They trained under the same master?" Ji Yunhe asked in surprise.

"Then who was their master? Someone who could train two such significant people in our history, how come none of the books documented this?"

"I don't know. This was something Kongming said in order to convince Qing Ji. But the monk did not expect that Qing Ji actually liked Ning Ruochu. He thought she hated him since he was the main guy behind the Ten Square Formation, and since he's dead, she would take her rage out on the only one that's related to him. But unexpectedly, Qing Ji didn't care. She said Ning Ruochu was her only connection to the world, and now that he's gone, she no longer has anything to do with anyone."

"Then how did you manage to drag her into these mundane affairs?"

"I can drink!" Luo Jinsang said proudly.

"Qing Ji loves to drink! We drank all night long after we met and Qing Ji took me as her friend. Later, when I was leaving with Kongming, Qing Ji promised me a favor in return for her having such a good time with me."

"Then you and the monk left?"

"We left," Luo Jinsang nodded. "Went back and passed through the snowfields again, heh heh heh..."

"..."

Ji Yunhe rubbed her temples. Looking at Luo Jinsang's face full of wicked intentions, she did not know if she should confront that monk anymore.

"You guys did not bring Qing Ji back with you, then..."

Ji Yunhe recalled the first five years she was held captive, the court had no idea regarding the whereabouts of the jade phoenix, so it was apparent she had no contacts with Changyi during that time.

"Well there was nothing I could do. Snow March was gone, I couldn't kidnap Qing Ji and force her to go save you, and I alone wouldn't stand a chance, so I had no choice but to return to the Northlands with the baldy. I watched him and the fish establish their forces and take in rogue demon masters and homeless demons. After everything was ready, the fish took me with him to find Qing Ji. I used the favor she promised me and got her to help us... That's why she lured the Grand Master to the north."

Ji Yunhe asked, "But Qing Ji's so powerful, why didn't you guys just have her go to the capital with Changyi and make a mess of things there?"

"I said so too, the baldy also said so, but the fish refused." Ji Yunhe felt puzzled.

"The fish said he wanted to go get you alone."

Ji Yunhe flashed back to that night of blood and flames. She was on the verge of death when Changyi appeared and carried her out of that hellish prison. She lowered her eyes.

If her life was laid out like a piece of paper, and each emotional impact was a dot, then no one had splashed as much ink onto it as him. Ji Yunhe smiled...

"What a despotic big-tailed fish."

"I know right!" Luo Jinsang complained.

"Look at that fish! Now that he's lord, he has become so unreasonable! He locked you up for so long and wouldn't let me come see you! He doesn't even care that it was my favor that got Qing Ji to help, so ungrateful and rude!"

But Ji Yunhe no longer paid attention to Luo Jinsang's voice. She looked at the screen, then at the back of her thin, bony hands, and fell into silence.