"This question, I hope you can answer it seriously, sister."
The unusual tone of Mengxi's voice, along with the action of clutching her own arms, unmistakably informed Yumo that Mengxi was in a very serious mood at this moment.
This caused Yumo to put away her relaxed expression.
Yumo had a rough guess in her heart about the question Mengxi wanted to ask.
The next moment,
Yumo gently raised her hand to pat Mengxi's head and showed a bitter smile:
"Hmm, I understand. Go ahead and ask."
"Sister Yumo…"
Mengxi bit her lip, watching the ground with mixed emotions.
This question had been deeply buried in Mengxi's heart since her initial meeting with Pope Kael Korod. The girl had always hesitated about how to ask Yumo.
Now, after Yumo openly admitted her identity, it gave Mengxi the appropriate opportunity to ask.
