Jiang Yifeng didn't rush to examine the words. Instead, he looked at Little Peach and asked seriously, "Little Peach, before these words appeared, did you faint or fall asleep for a short time?"

Hearing Jiang Yifeng's question, Little Peach nodded repeatedly, thinking to herself, "As expected of the Young Master, he guessed it without me even saying anything!"

Jiang Yifeng was unaware of Little Peach's thoughts. At this moment, his brows were furrowed tightly. Little Peach had fainted, which must mean Peach had descended. It seemed Peach wanted to convey some information but couldn't find him, so she left the message on Little Peach. Moreover, this information was very important. The other party was worried Little Peach might not notice it, or it might be erased, so they embedded it into Little Peach's flesh with the power of the Dao to ensure he could see it.

After figuring everything out, Jiang Yifeng gently stroked Little Peach's hair and whispered, "It's okay, I'll see what it is!"