The girl didn't want to respond, but unconsciously, she blurted out her own name.
"My name is Qing Yi."
"Qing Yi?" Liang Hui's palm paused slightly as he scrutinized the girl's face closely.
He vaguely saw a familiar likeness in her features, a flicker of reminiscence crossing his eyes.
Was it a coincidence?
Or, just another flower that seemed similar!
And with the young man's silence, the atmosphere around them grew visibly more oppressive.
The middle-aged woman beside them trembled continuously.
A moment later.
A light chuckle echoed across the ground.
"A fine name. You will certainly become one of the strongest in the world someday."
"Of course, big brother, I will join the Divine Court and become a Divine General," the girl nodded her head, her youthful voice filled with confidence.
The girl unreservedly spoke out her dream from her heart.
'Join the Divine Court?'
Liang Hui whispered to himself, his expression inscrutable.
With a thought.
