Though Feng Xiyan didn't understand some of Bai Hanyun's words, he could grasp the general meaning and replied, "Then I will have the craftsmen prepare the wood while we await Fairy Bai's portrait."
"Alright. I will see you later." With that, Bai Hanyun ended the connection.
Holding the antique mirror, she looked at it and asked, "Hey, do you think it's alright for me to give him my photo? Won't it change history?"
The antique mirror glowed twice in response. After interacting with it for half a month, Bai Hanyun had learned how to interpret its signals.
Seeing the two glows, she asked, "So, you are saying it won't change the history on Feng Xiyan's side? Does that mean his world and mine really aren't the same?"
The mirror glowed once at her question.
Seeing this, Bai Hanyun became certain that her guess was right. Feng Xiyan had come from another world.
Rubbing her chin slowly, she thoughtfully muttered, "So it's true… he really came from another world."
