She felt at that time that the old man did not look like a decent person, and his tone and conversation revealed evil nature.
Approaching hastily is definitely not a smart choice.
An old man with an eccentric temperament like this often matures with age, and it is by no means an easy task to get the truth out of his mouth.
Therefore, Yun Luo left without hesitation to avoid wasting time.
The old man didn't seem to expect that she would leave so happily, and he shouted in a hurry to let her go back.
Later, when he sneaked into the palace, a series of things happened one after another. Yun Luo didn't even have time to breathe, so he put the incident behind him.
If Yun Changmao hadn't shouted the same words, which evoked Yun Luo's memory, she might not have been able to remember it.
Yun Luo turned his head and asked: "Judging from the environment of the prison, that old man should have been imprisoned for a long time. Do you know who he is? Why is he imprisoned?"
"Are you curious?" Jun Wuchen looked at her with a smile.
"There is definitely curiosity, and I have a strange feeling that he doesn't look like one of us here."
Yun Luo tilted his head and told him what he thought.
Jun Wuchen's eyes flashed with light: "Oh? Did you see it?"
"I can't tell, it's probably just an intuition."
Yun Luo pointed to his head, feeling a little proud, "My intuition has always been very accurate. Did I guess it right?"
Jun Wuchen couldn't help but laugh and nodded: "Well, it is indeed accurate."
"Is he from two sects and one palace?" Yun Luo asked curiously, "Is he very strong?"
"I can't even say it's powerful. I can't say it's powerful... but it's stronger than anyone else." Jun Wuchen pondered for a while and told her the answer.
Yun Luo wrinkled his nose when he heard this: "What is this? Is it strong or not?"
Jun Wuchen rubbed her head and chuckled: "It's hard to describe. I can't explain it for a while. Just use your smart little head and figure it out on your own."
Yun Luo: "..."
What can be learned from this?
Yun Luo said unwillingly: "Then at least tell me who he is? Otherwise, are you asking me to guess?"
Jun Wuchen said casually: "He has no name, just call him old man."
The corner of Yun Luo's mouth twitched: "Are you deliberately perfunctory with me?"
"Madam, how dare I?" Jun Wuchen's thin lips curled up.
Yun Luo looked at him with distrust.
After looking at each other for two seconds, Jun Wuchen reluctantly compromised.
"He really doesn't have a name, he only has a title. It's useless to know."
Title?
Yun Luo raised his eyebrows. Ordinary people wouldn't have much of a title.
I heard the old man speak in a loud tone before, but now I see that he really has some background?
Yun Luo became more interested: "What title?"
Jun Wuchen said calmly: "The soul seducer."
What the hell kind of title is this...
Yun Luo's eyebrows twitched: "Is he capable of seducing people?"
Jun Wuchen couldn't help but laugh, and shook his head: "I told you, it's useless to know the name, and you don't believe it."
"..." Yun Luo has nothing to say.
She originally thought that she could get some associations from the title, but she didn't expect that a "seductress" appeared. What could this conjure up?
Black and white, impermanence? Eighteen levels of hell?
Yun Luo curled his lips secretly and had no choice but to ignore the topic.
At this moment, they had gone deep into the main hall, and Yun Luo came back to his senses: "That's it."
She pointed to a white wall not far ahead: "There is a secret passage behind the wall, leading to a secret room. Your Majesty was under house arrest in the secret room before I rescued him."