Lin Yi excitedly slapped his thigh, extremely certain that he had heard this sobbing sound yesterday when he was looking at the wishing wall.
Could Huiming and Bu Cuoyang be the same person?
How is this possible?
One is a clean, young man in his early twenties, the other a man over fifty years old; they couldn't possibly be the same person.
However, the voice that came through the listener shocked Lin Yi enough to doubt his life.
"Wuu wuu wuu, Sang Ya, Sang Ya, I have finally found you. These eighteen years, I've been searching so hard for you."
"It's good you were adopted by the Ouyang family, you didn't have to suffer too much these years."
"Don't worry, I promised your mother to take good care of you. You want to marry Lin Yi, I will do my utmost to fulfill this wish of yours, even if it means asking the court, I am willing."
"Just let me take care of this Sun God Bronze Plate for a couple of days, it helped me find you in the vast crowd, Sang Ya."
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