The nose, that mouth... but the blind man has short hair, and she has long hair. It's a pity I can't see the blind man's eyes; I really want to.
"Hey, blind..."
The blind man knows what he wants to ask but doesn't respond.
Jiuyou has already spoken: "That brilliant Buddha light, turns out you are a disciple of Buddhism. But even Yuan Cheng might not have your cultivation, why is that?"
The voice is indifferent and ethereal, sounding much like the blind man's early feelings. However, the blind man always had a hint of sarcastic humor early on. Now he feels more human, capable of laughing and cursing, whereas this person's voice carries no emotion whatsoever.
However, she still hasn't seen through his details, surprisingly thinking he belongs to Buddhism... unaware of how much help the blind man has given to conceal this. Zhao Changhe's mind races, and he answers: "It's not strange for blue to surpass green. You are too attached, young lady."
