Outside the city, in a deserted estate.
When Yang Tiantian arrived here, she found that Li Changqing had already arrived. The entire courtyard was extremely quiet, and even the sound of the wind seemed to die down.
"Changqing Senior, I am here."
Yang Tiantian approached and bowed respectfully.
"Are you ready?" Li Changqing raised his head to look at Yang Tiantian and said, "I'll say it again, I can't guarantee success. This method I also found in ancient methods, merely recorded in ancient texts. If it fails, the cost will be your death, and by then, I will be powerless to turn back time."
"Senior, my mind is made up, and I hope you will fulfill my wish."
Saying this, Yang Tiantian took out a letter from her bosom and handed it to Li Changqing: "In case I die unfortunately, I hope you can give this letter to my master. It also states that no matter the outcome, I have voluntarily taken responsibility."
