Upon hearing these words, Wen Nanxi's expression shifted, "Are you saying that more than a hundred thousand years ago, there was an Ancient Snake Beastman who looked exactly like me and the original body?"
Su Muyao nodded, "Yes, his name is Jing Chu."
Wen Nanxi reached out a hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to recall, but the name brought no familiarity to his mind.
"Could he be the original body from the past?"
"But the name of the original body was Nan Feng."
Su Muyao speculated, "I feel that Jing Chu couldn't possibly be Nan Feng. I named him Jing Chu; he has a good nature, bright and kind-hearted, incapable of doing such cold-hearted and ruthless things."
Su Muyao accompanied Jing Chu for those few years, trusting her own judgment.
She believed that Jing Chu was definitely different from Nan Feng.
