Standing nearby, Lin Moyu listened, stunned.
'Like his mother?'
Her gaze fell upon Su Ye.
Su Ye was dressed as a man, her folding fan tucked behind her at the waist. She watched Yin Zhan, looking a bit helpless at his words, yet not angry.
Lin Moyu's eyes glinted. She stood to the side without a word, simply watching in silence.
Song Jue's foxy eyes crinkled mischievously. He sauntered over to Yin Zhan's side and began to sweet-talk him.
"We're a team now. We have to trust each other."
Song Jue had just wanted to hear in what way Yin Zhan thought Su Ye resembled his mother.
But instead, Yin Zhan gripped his Broken Blade tightly. After a long silence, his gaze fell upon Su Ye.
"My mother is of the Human Clan, and my father is of the Dragon Clan. Seven hundred years ago, my mother and father conceived me.
The injury on my hand was caused by the Seven-layered Thunder Tribulation."
