Hearing this, Jing Jiu was somewhat puzzled.
In his eyes, he was still the same as before, but he did not know that in others' eyes, his aura had become clearer and colder, brimming with an immortal air.
Only when he recalled the Nether Emperor's warning did Jing Jiu understand what was happening.
Just then, wind passed through the courtyard, bringing the fragrance of flowers to his face.
He took a bite, and the aura within him grew slightly turbid, weakening that ethereal feeling a little.
Bai Zao blinked, wondering whether her eyes were playing tricks on her, but she still felt that Jing Jiu was very different from several years ago.
"What brings you to Chaoge City?" Jing Jiu asked.
Meeting again after several years, any other woman would presumably have felt disappointed, even resentful, at suddenly hearing such a question.
But Bai Zao knew that this was simply his nature, not deliberate coldness or an attempt to keep his distance, and merely smiled.
"My visit to Prince Jing Xin's residence was arranged long ago."
When she left Yunmeng Mountain, Chaoge City had still been quiet. Who could have imagined that something so momentous would happen at the Demon-Suppressing Prison?
Prince Jing Xin's residence had now become a prison itself. Naturally, she would no longer go there, so she had come to look in at the Jing Residence instead.
She had not known Jing Jiu was here, but she had come for him nonetheless.
For a so-called chance encounter to happen, someone always had to take the first steps toward the other person.
"I only came out recently myself," Jing Jiu said.
Given his nature, he would naturally never volunteer what he had done over these years.
"Where have you been these past few years?" Bai Zao asked.
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