Black Owl smiled but didn't say anything, resting his elbows on his knees, his fingers intertwined and unconsciously pulling at each other.

Ji Fengming and he gazed together at the hazy, dreamlike beauty of the pool.

Gradually, the frivolous smile on his face disappeared.

This time, however, before he could ask, Black Owl said in a soft voice, "Feng Ming, do you want to know how I died in my past life, Ling Qing?"

“If you speak, I will listen; if you don’t speak, I won’t ask.” Ji Fengming looked at Hei Xiao seriously and said, “Xiao Chen, I can actually guess some things. Your past life must have had a great connection with that Qingfu Fairy of the Jun family.”

What I want to tell you is that whatever happened in the past is in the past;

Whatever choices you made in the past, that's in the past.

I wasn't involved in those things, so I won't comment; what I care about is the current outcome, and how badly you've been hurt.

The implication is that, regardless of whether you were right or wrong in the past, I only care about the injuries you are suffering now.

Black Owl's fingertips trembled slightly: Fool, how could you not have been involved in those things?

How can the harm I have suffered be even a fraction of what you have endured?

But he couldn't and didn't want to tell him these things; he just wanted to live a clean and happy life.

I just wanted to tell him how dangerous and terrifying Jun Luoying was, and to tell him to stay away from her.

However, without Yunxiao's presence, Jun Luoying's hysteria and terror could not be highlighted, so Heixiao forced himself to remain calm and told the following story as if it had nothing to do with Ji Fengming.

"A thousand years ago, the sect leader of the Hanyu Sect and the head of the Jun family were close friends. Because of their deep friendship, they decided to strengthen their ties through marriage and arranged a marriage between the young Ling Qing and Jun Luoying."

Ling Qing and Jun Luoying had only met a few times when their fathers met, and there was no affection or personal relationship between them.

Until one day, a young man named Yunxiao climbed the Heavenly Ladder of Trials and entered the Hanyu Sect during its disciple recruitment.

Upon hearing this, Ji Fengming turned his head and stared intently at Hei Xiao.

Black Owl dared not stop, his eyes trying to remain calm and composed as he looked ahead, as if he were lost in memories: "Yunxiao is the third direct descendant of the Yun family. He is often called the Third Young Master Yun. He is lively by nature and never acts according to common sense."

After he joined the Han Yu Sect, the sect treated him with respect, but he turned Han Yu Han upside down.

"Isn't this me..." Ji Fengming murmured to himself, but didn't dare to say it aloud.

He didn't dare to think that way either, since Shang Xiye and Hei Xiao had already awakened their memories of their past lives;

If his previous life was Yunxiao, how come he didn't show even the slightest sign of awakening?

Black Owl's voice was soft and dreamlike as he continued, "Finally, the elders of the Cold Imperial Sect could no longer bear it and expelled him from the sect."

But no matter how many times the elders chased him away or how strictly they guarded against him, he always found a way to sneak back in.

And...relentlessly appearing around Ling Qing..."

Black Owl paused for a long time, his mind filled with those beautiful memories of the past, and his voice became softer and weaker: "He said, what's the point of your Hanyu Sect's popsicles? You don't know the warmth and coldness of human relationships."

He said that since they couldn't change the old ones or all the young ones, they would change Ling Qing, the oldest one.

"Once you change this ice-cold sect leader, you can take care of the old and the young yourself."