"Could it be that I've picked up someone else's daughter?" Zhou Qing shook his head, dismissing this absurd idea.
Now that he had broken through to Great Perfection of the Spirit Slash Realm, all those "future" events that Yaoyao mentioned had already occurred.
If it were something to pick up, he would have done so long ago.
If she's not his daughter, where did these memories come from?
Countless questions tangled around Zhou Qing's mind like a mess of threads, making his head throb.
He even began to suspect that the twelve-year-old Lu Yaoyao he had seen back at the Taiqing Sect might truly be the "misplaced" one.
Yet the Yaoyao before him was vibrant and real; her dependence, her admiration, all mirrored the memories he had of Lu Yaoyao.
"You, what's wrong?" Seeing Zhou Qing's face suddenly turn grim, his eyes vacant, Yu Yan couldn't help stepping forward, her tone tinged with concern.
