"Ye Qingxian?" Although Qin Tian phrased it as a question, his tone was utterly certain.
A woman in snowy robes appeared. Her skin was like ice, her bones like jade, her dark hair silky and lustrous. Her eyes resembled black gemstones, brimming with spirit, and every glance revealed her peerless grace.
"That's me, Grandmaster!" Ye Qingxian was incomparably beautiful, her face wreathed in smiles. Like a child in class, she raised her hand to make her presence known.
"How do you know about me?" Ye Qingxian was puzzled. By rights, in the time Qin Tian currently occupied, even her father had yet to be born.
No, not only had her father yet to be born, even her grandmother had not entered the world. How could Qin Tian possibly know of her existence?
At this thought, Ye Qingxian could not help silently cursing. Old Ye really knew how to play around-an old ox eating tender grass.
No wonder Grandma Zi Yue kept such a tight rein on him.
"I have my ways," Qin Tian said calmly.
"As expected of Grandmaster," Ye Qingxian flattered him, her beautiful eyes filled with admiration. Having such a stunning young woman look at someone in admiration made it hard not to feel buoyant and pleased.
It added a little more fondness for this young woman he had only just met.
Of course, this was an elder's affection for a junior, not romantic love between a man and a woman.
"Tell me," Qin Tian asked. "What did you come here for?"
In the original work, she had crossed eras to reach the Chaotic Ancient Era so that she could serve as an anchor, creating an environment in which Ye Fan and the Desolate Heaven Emperor could communicate.
But in this stretch of time and space, she should