So much time has passed, he really doesn't quite remember anymore.
Han Jing looked at him incredulously, "Are you saying you've been alone, in the depths of Fengling Snow Mountain, for over two thousand years? My God, how did you... survive it?"
Han Jing could hardly imagine how a living person could endure such a long passage of time. It was truly terrifying.
"Since no one remembers the Ning Clan anymore, why don't you go out and live, instead of staying here?" Han Jing really couldn't understand. If the Ning Clan had disappeared, and for so long, then if Ning Shiqi went out to live, after such a long time, he could create a new family.
Why stay in this ghostly place, living a life neither human nor ghost? Well, although it wasn't that serious, from Han Jing's perspective, living in seclusion for a thousand years really was like a ghost.
