"One of those two disciples is me, and the other is Nüwa," Fu Xi said, his gaze softening immediately.
Lai Xiaole and Liu Feng remained silent, quietly waiting for Fu Xi to continue.
Fu Xi said, "Back then, there were only Nüwa and me between heaven and earth. In this lonely world, we fell in love with each other. But a thousand years later, the appearance of a woman caused a rift between us."
Hearing this, Lai Xiaole had a bit of understanding and couldn't help but ask, "Was that woman Yaoji?"
Fu Xi nodded and said, "Yes, she was Yaoji."
"What's Yaoji's background then?" Lai Xiaole couldn't resist asking again.
Fu Xi sighed and said, "Don't be impatient, let me explain slowly. When Yaoji appeared before Nüwa and me, we were both taken aback and questioned her about where she came from."
At this point, Fu Xi paused, then slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket instead of continuing.
Lai Xiaole and Liu Feng, intrigued, did not dare speak.
