Xie Xuanyi looked complex, staring at the corner filled with ancient books, historical records.
Stack upon stack.
"So what is the truth of history?"
He asked softly.
The old man smiled and said, "I was too young at that time, there were many things I did not witness, only from the 'Spiritual Treasure' left by my ancestors, some old stories of the ancient kingdoms were recorded. So strictly speaking, I do not know what the true history of the collapse of the Great Yue Kingdom is. But I know one thing... the person who gave me life was Qing Li."
Qing Li?
Although he had guessed and anticipated this in his heart, hearing these two words still shocked Xie Xuanyi.
He turned around silently, and his Divine Thought passed through the soundproof array, landing on the little girl in front of the cabin.
The little one was squatting at the door, staring at the departing backs of the Li Meis, expression dull, silently tugging at her braids intermittently.
