Ye Shikai stood in the distance. With his cultivator's hearing, listening to Ji Qian's words was as easy as turning his hand over. But he didn't do it. This was a "whisper" between Ji Qian and He Linghan, a secret in Ji Qian's heart. The best outcome was for Ji Qian to open her heart through confiding and walk out of the shadow of self-blame. Otherwise, carrying a "big burden" in her heart every day would make her very tired.
"Do you have relatives buried here?" Zhang Ting asked curiously.
"Yes, relatives, very close relatives." Ye Shikai said lightly.
"Really, I remember your parents have never been to the central plains, haven't they? Aren't the graves in Yanjing?" Zhang Ting retorted. She had looked at Ye Shikai's information, and besides his parents, he had no other siblings.
"Not my parents."
"Then who is it?" Zhang Ting was somewhat puzzled. If it's not his parents, could it be his wife? But Chen Yuxin is doing well in Yanjing.
