When Old Zeng jumped up in excitement, Song Wan, who was on the opposite side, calmed down. She quietly watched Old Zeng, though her gaze never changed.
But Old Zeng clearly knew that the little girl who used to cuddle in his arms, calling him 'Uncle' sweetly had grown up. Their familial affection started to become distant and could never return.
Just like he wasn't Zeng Shu anymore.
And she was no longer Song Wan.
After a long while, Old Zeng let out a sigh,
"So, you knew everything?"
"Of course I knew, Uncle, you have forgotten, I have the Innate Quintuple Spiritual Root, before I was three, I could recite all the books in the Thousand Mechanism Hall by heart, I know clearly how the Purple Mist Immortal Sect was destroyed," she said lightly, her demeanor causing Old Zeng to feel a flicker of fear, for no one knew better than him what an incredibly rare, and terrifying talent the Innate Quintuple Spiritual Root was.
