"Young Master, what is it?"
The curtains, like clouds, hung down on both sides of the soft couch, swaying gently.
Su Qinghan, the blush yet to fade from her pearlescent face, leaned lightly against Jiang Lan's chest. Sensing his apparent surprise, she couldn't help but lift her eyes and ask.
"It's nothing. I just thought of something interesting."
Jiang Lan smiled, concealing the strange look in his eyes.
Just a moment ago, he had noticed a change within his Mud Ball Palace. A vast surge of the Power of Destiny had suddenly rushed in, watering the area around his Destiny Dao Fruit.
In the unseen world, it also allowed him to faintly glimpse some blurry images.
As he used his Destiny Dao Fruit to investigate, those blurry images sharpened into the scene unfolding around Chu Chan in the adjacent side hall.
