"What did you say? That woman is Belle?" Anna Yang gripped the armrest unconsciously, her eyes widening.
This was the first time Anna had felt genuine unease since entering Lionback Kingdom.
"To answer Holy Mother, I have only just learned of it myself. She is the eleventh inner disciple under Master Sage Subhuti, and also the Great Sage's junior martial sister. At the same time, she is a favored disciple of Lord Lao of the Thirty-Three Heavens. According to Lord Many-Eyes, she is indeed the reincarnation of Miss Belle—there is no doubt about it."
"Belle..." For a moment, Anna was stunned, collapsing into her chair as if drained, murmuring, "She... why would she come to Lionback Kingdom?"
"It seems... she was brought here by Lord Many-Eyes."
...
Towering red pillars, a floor smooth and empty.
At this moment, the hall before her looked almost exactly like the main chamber of the old Qi Tian Palace. The only difference, perhaps, was the absence of kneeling demons at the steps below.
The entire great hall was as cold and desolate as ancient ice.
Beneath the crossbeams, Clara Heart walked slowly along the crimson carpet, stopping at the center, raising her head to see the Six-Eared Macaque seated upon the throne.
In that instant, something stirred within her. Yet it was only for a moment.
This was her first time seeing the Six-Eared Macaque.
It was a face identical to Monkey's, yet the spirit behind it was utterly different. As if he were a completely different person.
Others might mistake him, but Clara would not. She carried long memories with Monkey—some truly her own, some inherited from past lives.
After that brief stirring, what followed was endless desolation.
On the throne, the Six-Eared Macaque bowed his head slightly, watching Clara.
"You... are Belle?"
Clara did not answer. She simply raised her head and gazed at him quietly.
"Are you Belle?"
Still, Clara did not reply.