Such a misfit who did not blend into any style and yet had such an exalted status in the land of not eating beef.
I should have realized it earlier...
Just moments ago, while immersed in the truth of my destiny, a shocking question lingered in my heart: why would someone as powerful as Lao Junmei, a Heavenly Descender, bet on me? Why was he willing to leave his legacy behind for me?
Unexpectedly, upon my return, a sliver of the answer was revealed.
Hu Ma was unsure how much this connection of bloodlines played into the true reason, but he thought the proportion must be significant.
He turned to Fourth Miss Zhou, who was joyfully making faces, circling around, and whispering to Immortal Miaoshan, probing for fresh gossip. He thought with a slight sneer again.
