"What? What did you say?" Qingluan didn't fully comprehend Song Xiaodong's words, or perhaps Song Xiaodong's words left her completely baffled.
"Let's start from the beginning then." Song Xiaodong gently stroked Qingluan's hair, and with his other hand lightly embraced her shoulder, yet there was not the slightest hint of romance in his actions.
Qingluan looked up slightly at Song Xiaodong, her face showing a nervous expression, because instinctively she felt that what Song Xiaodong was about to say was undoubtedly significant, possibly something that could influence her entire life.
"You're certainly aware of the destruction of the Dragon Gate, aren't you?"
Qingluan nodded slightly.
