Fire Phoenix Yan's beautiful eyes roved, glancing at the Blue Snow Candle brought over by Tu Sanbian.
In his hands, the object was shaped like a bamboo shoot, tapered at one end, colored in a myriad of hues, and carried a faint scent.
Years ago, when Tu Sanbian pursued Fire Phoenix Yan, various Spiritual Treasures and spirit woods emerged in succession, none of which caught her fancy.
Yet now, these seemingly insignificant candles had piqued her interest.
With a flicker of flame, a fragrance and brightness enveloped the surroundings.
"Who would've thought that there are still so many amusing things among the Human Race," Fire Phoenix Yan sniffed, finding the scent wafting from the candle extremely pleasant, carrying with it a subtle effect of soothing the spirit.
