"What's the purpose of going back to the past? Can we still return?" Lin Xue pressed.
"I don't know..."
"You don't know?"
"I really don't know!"
Seeing Lin Xue frown, the scythe moved closer to her, and Red Sleeve hastily added: "All of this was inadvertently revealed by him; he never told me the more specific details."
Lin Xue sneered at her: "You, with your mind-reading abilities, still need him to tell you things?"
Red Sleeve's expression turned a bit gloomy: "I...can't read his mind."
"Why?"
"He doesn't allow it..."
"Ridiculous, just because he doesn't allow it, you don't read his mind?"
