Sheng An stared at him in shock.
The old man opposite her wore a smile, a hint of slyness lingering on his aged face. The expression that had once made him look like a weasel now held a childlike sincerity.
She had known he had secrets, but she had never imagined that he was Qin Xuan!
Sheng An opened her mouth, but not a word came out.
She quickly caught on-
Qin Xuan. Not the Qin Xuan of this life, but the one from their previous life.
Along with her shock came sudden understanding.
No wonder Old Qin and Qin Xuan were so alike. It was not a resemblance in their faces; a person's childhood face differed greatly from their elderly one. Yet their actual ages were close, and their personalities had not changed.
Countless questions flooded her mind, but after a long, stunned silence, the first thing Sheng An asked was-
"You... why have you aged so much?"
Her voice was hoarse and strained, as though she had a guess but refused to believe it.
Their previous life had only lasted until the fifth year of doomsday.
Why did he look seventy or eighty already? Was it the price of traveling through time and space, or...
Old Qin lowered his eyes slightly. "It was the price of prophecy."
Sheng An's hand instantly clenched into a fist. She could not say a word.
Old Qin put down his chopsticks. Since he had decided to tell Sheng An everything, there was nothing left to hide. He looked at her, his aged eyes remarkably clear-
"Do you remember the Prophecy Diagram Xuanxuan saw on you?"
Sheng An slowly nodded.
Old Qin smiled bitterly. "That was actually the Prophecy Diagram I saw in our previous life. We did so much, but we still