Shrouding the Heavens: The Years of Being the Female Emperor's Strictest Master

But as things stood, no matter how hard she racked her brains, she could not possibly figure out what that inconceivable special state of the other party truly was.

She was merely wondering whether the other party was really "Gu Qingying."

Time passed bit by bit.

Who knew how long had gone by.

Tianling opened her eyes as well.

The first thing she did after finishing her breathing adjustment was instinctively look toward the person opposite her.

Whoosh...

Their gazes met, and at that moment, they both seemed to see a trace of probing in the other's eyes.

"Young lady..."

Amid their eye contact, Tianling suddenly spoke.

Li Qingjue's eyes shifted slightly as she waited for what Tianling would say next.

"The mask on your face... was made by 'him,' wasn't it? How interesting. As a master, he gave a mask as a gift in his early years, while as a disciple, you gave a similar gift in the future..."

Tianling's calm tone carried a hint of amusement.

Back then, she had merely glimpsed, through a medium, the scene of this woman giving a gift outside Scarlet Glow River.

But after all this time, she had already discerned the handiwork behind the Bronze Mask on this woman's face. Following a few clues, it was easy to piece together some of the causes and consequences.

That naturally included this woman's master-disciple relationship with someone.

Of course, she was still probing indirectly. There was information she could not yet confirm.

Everything depended on the other party's reaction.

Master?

Mask...

Before her, Li Qingjue fell silent upon hearing those words.

She raised a hand and gently brushed over the crack in the Bronze Mask, feeling its cold surface beneath her fingers.

"I don't know what Senior is talking about..."

Having spent many years