She wasn't dead.
"Ah?" Yun Zhiyi was stunned. "But back then, I witnessed with my own eyes that she..."
Before she could finish, Yun Zhiyi looked at Shen Wuxiao. "A cicada shedding its shell?"
Shen Wuxiao nodded. "Do you remember when Qin Liffei was pushed into the crematorium by Xu Teng and the others?"
"He blew open the incinerator. As for Senior Ningxiang, could there have been a sliver of a chance after she died for someone to secretly take her away?"
Yun Zhiyi could not quite process it at once. She was simply too shocked.
Shen Wuxiao's sixth sense was not weak either.
Once he had set his mind on something, he would definitely get to the bottom of it.
He thought for a moment. "We should ask our grandfather."
"I can be certain that this thumb ring is absolutely the one I chipped."
"As for why it appeared in Grandfather's hands three years ago, it was highly likely that Senior Ningxiang wore it when she went to see him."
"A woman dresses for the one who appreciates her. Even if it was only for one meeting, she would dress herself up."
"Putting the item back means she returned here and is hiding somewhere, in seclusion as she seeks a breakthrough. She simply cannot appear for the time being."
As Yun Zhiyi listened to Shen Wuxiao, she found his words increasingly reasonable.
Shen Wuxiao would never spout nonsense.
He continued, "If my guess is right, Senior Ningxiang should not be dead. She merely had no choice but to leave, or perhaps she truly is treating her illness."
"Her cultivation is incomparably formidable. Though some illnesses are inherited, and there is nothing she can do about them."
"But if she breaks through that layer, then none of it will be