"Twenty-five years." Xiao Jinsheng mused.
Twenty-five years, the exact age of Que Zelian.
She couldn't help but speculate, could there be two Que Zelians?
Just like Yu Yunxiao and his shadow?
One lived twenty-five years outside.
And one lived twenty-five years in another world, the current Cloud World?
As soon as this thought arose, Xiao Jinsheng shook her head to dismiss it.
Her intuition told her that the orange-red bird was Que Zelian.
There was no situation like Yu Yunxiao and his shadow.
She couldn't gain more useful information from Qing Sangbiao.
Xiao Jinsheng could only return, preparing to read the thoughts of the orange-red bird.
Just as she was about to leave, Qing Sangbiao called out to her.
Flapping its wings, it flew to Xiao Jinsheng's eye level.
Its gaze landed on the string of fruit in her hand: "Aren't you going to eat these fruits?"
"Do you want to eat them?" Xiao Jinsheng inquired.
