"What is this..." Qi Lin was astounded as she watched the pond. Indeed, the scorching air came from within the pond; Qi Lin scrutinized more carefully to see that there were many yellow powders on the walls of the pond.,When waiting at the traffic light, Qi Lin opened the window; the rain had eased significantly. The damp air permeated her nostrils. She sniffed the air, wondering if Bai Qianye was doing well and whether that last voice was his.,Upon entering the room, a wave of tea fragrance greeted her. Qi Lin frowned slightly, thinking to herself if anyone still used this kind of perfume in this era。