"I shouldn't be the reincarnation of the Scholarly Sage," Song Shuhang shook his head in denial.
As the saying goes, three people can become a tiger. When all the big shots suspected that he was the reincarnation of the Scholarly Sage and asked him questions, Song Shuhang didn't dare to answer definitively.
He had been asked this question so many times, even though he knew he wasn't the reincarnation of the Scholarly Sage, his confidence in denying it had waned, and he felt inexplicably guilty.
Across from him, the White-robed Island Master smiled slightly. "I understand, I can understand."
He could understand why Song Shuhang didn't want to reveal the secret of being the reincarnation of the Scholarly Sage. After all, in ancient times, the Scholarly Sage had dominated the myriad worlds, inevitably forming many grudges.
Song Shuhang was confused.
Senior, what exactly do you understand?
