Despite her capitulation, Jiang Chen didn’t rub it in.
“Sectmistress, let me ask again. What so fascinates you about the lake’s forbidden grounds?” He went back to his original question.
Han Shuang stared calmly back. “Elder Zhen Junior, you’ve sworn not to share our conversation with a third party or divulge my secrets. You can’t obstruct me in any shape or form, correct?”
“Indeed!” Jiang Chen nodded solemnly. “Don’t worry, my word is my bond.”
“What do you know about the Heavenly Crimson Lake?” asked the sectmistress quietly.
“Isn’t it but a volcanic...