C695 This Question Is a Bit Difficult

An ominous premonition, like the gathering clouds before a summer downpour, rapidly formed in Chu Yan's mind. As the slender silhouette behind the curtain stirred, a shiver ran down Chu Yan's spine, and he blurted out almost instinctively, "No!"

Simultaneously, a voice as clear and melodious as pearls dropping onto a jade plate emanated from behind the curtain