After the monster vanished, Xu Zhiqiu felt utterly drained. The blade slipped from her hand, and she collapsed onto the ground, staring blankly ahead.
He glanced at the ramshackle house. "This is the house you built? It looks so flimsy now."
Xu Zhiqiu snapped out of her daze and fixed her eyes on him. "What exactly are you after?"
What was he after?
He had used the Shikon Jewel to bring Xu Zhiqiu here, only to end up waiting fifty years. His state of mind had changed a great deal over those fifty years, but when he sensed her presence, he still came. She looked just as he remembered. It seemed this world was very different from the one she came from.
While he was lost in thought, Xu Zhiqiu saw that he wasn't answering and laid her cards on the table. "I'm not the girl you're looking for who can sense where the Shikon Jewel Shards are. I'm just an ordinary person from another world. I can't pinpoint the Shikon Jewel Shards. You've got the wrong person."
"Oh?" A hint of puzzlement crept into his deep voice.
His tone left Xu Zhiqiu a little confused. "Aren't you looking for the Shikon Jewel Shards?"
"Of course I'm looking for the Shikon Jewel Shards," he said firmly.
Xu Zhiqiu's expression relaxed. "Right. You grabbed the wrong person."
"Where did that monster hurt you just now?" he asked, changing the subject.
"You grabbed the wrong person," Xu Zhiqiu stressed, trying hard to steer the conversation back on track.
He persisted. "Where are you hurt?"
Xu Zhiqiu fell silent for a moment, then pointed at her abdomen. "Here."
"Can you still get up?" He came over and held out a hand.
Xu Zhiqiu noticed his hand. His pale fingers were long and slender,