C2209 The Answer

"Undead, or to be more precise, a Lich," Yao Ziyan murmured as she straightened Lo Chuan's clothes, leaning in to whisper in his ear.

The warmth of her breath on his ear made Lo Chuan instinctively shrink back. "Please, don't talk like that."

"Hmm?" Yao Ziyan paused, a hint of confusion crossing her face before she understood and let out a soft chuckle.

Then, as if struck by a sudden thought