"Brother Ye, is there something on my back?" Lin Qingxuan asked with a blush, seeing Ye Haochuan staring in a daze at her back.
"No... nothing!" Ye Haochuan quickly looked away and laughed, "Your back is just too beautiful, I couldn't help but stare."
"Brother Ye, you're really bad!" Lin Qingxuan giggled shyly and went out to look for Lin Zixuan.
Ye Haochuan's expression instantly turned serious; the light shadow on Lin Qingxuan's back was very strange. If it weren't for his special eyes, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.
"What does it mean?" Ye Haochuan searched through all of Holy Hand's memories, but still found nothing.
Ye Haochuan couldn't fathom its significance, so he decided to keep it a secret for now and planned to ask Long Xiaotian when he returned. Living for nearly a hundred years, maybe Long Xiaotian would know something.
For now, Ye Haochuan didn't plan to tell Lin Qingxuan, so as not to unnecessarily worry her.
"Alliance Hierarch, we have a problem!"
