C895 Chapter 895

Over the past month, Feng Lih had sought out who knew how many reclusive masters, peppering them with bizarre questions. Even Mo Jian thought it was beyond strange—pure fantasy.

How could someone die and come back to life? There was no precedent for it, no story he’d ever even heard. But when he looked into Feng Lih’s unwavering eyes, he... chose to believe him in the end.

By the window