"My background?"
Xia Liu fell into deep thought.
What is my background?
Do I have one?
Maybe, but I haven't discovered it yet.
To have gotten this far, the old man gave me a push.
Later, he vanished into thin air, leaving behind many mysteries for me.
For such a long time within the realm, everyone believes that I am a disciple of the Taiyi Sect.
Perhaps, the old man is a high-ranking member of the Taiyi Sect.
But the Taiyi Sect absolutely isn't my background.
Xia Liu was certain, having a gut feeling that if the Taiyi Sect discovered him, it might not end well.
"If I say I have none, would you believe me?"
After a moment of silence, Xia Liu said with a light smile to Liu Mingyue.
"No background? A loose cultivator wandering between heaven and earth?"
Xia Liu nodded, having no sect or faction, perhaps that makes him a loose cultivator. To put it less nicely, just a wild cultivator.
"Do you think the people of the world would believe it?"
