The pavilion was bathed in a gentle breeze. Shen Han knew what Shang Yuanyang was thinking.
He poured himself a cup of wine and said casually, "Time can sink many things into oblivion, yet these things do not simply vanish into thin air. Instead, they are passed down in ways beyond our imagination, flowing through this mortal world."
"We merely lack the means to discover such things."
Chapter 222