Qin Liuxi stood in front of the ashes of the Supreme National Master, looking at the pile of ash and falling into contemplation.
Feng Xiu nudged her: "It's all turned to ash, what are you looking at?"
"Too simple!"
"Hmm?"
Qin Liuxi looked over, pointed to the pile of ash on the ground, and said, "Don't you think killing this Supreme National Master was too simple?"
"I don't think so." Feng Xiu chuckled, "Little Xixi, you might have forgotten, it's been three years now."
Qin Liuxi raised an eyebrow.
