Back when he had been undercover at Si Jinyan's side and was abducted, with his life hanging by a thread, he had seen this hazy white scene before.
A figure slowly approached from the depths of the mist.
Chi Li wanted to see the figure clearly, but his eyes suddenly stung. He only caught a flash of red and black before tears welled up from the pain.
A deep, weathered, mellow voice slowly said, "You are not its owner."
Chi Li realized what the other party meant. His eyes lowered slightly as he eased the pain in them. "Yes."
"Someone told me I could use this method to make a trade. Please save the... owner of this scale." Chi Li carefully chose his words, anxiety scorching his heart.
He did not know where he was or whether this was a dream, but he knew exactly what Si Jinyan was going through.
Bai Qi had once told him that, by using this method and paying an equivalent price, one could take a chance at a critical moment. Bai Qi had also warned Chi Li to use it sparingly.
Now that he saw this scene, it seemed both real and unreal, yet felt so vivid. Dream or not, if there was even the slightest possibility, he had to try.
"Then you also know that this requires a price."
Chi Li immediately said, "Anything is fine." At the same time, he raised his eyes and finally saw the person before him clearly. He froze slightly.
The black fish tail bore scales with a faint crimson sheen. That face was so perfect it seemed impossible to describe with any words. Chi Li found it vaguely familiar, but after less than a second, his eyes began to sting again, and even his head started to