Although Wu Wuji was excited, he was after all a master and remained relatively steady. After a brief lapse into excitement, he quickly regained his composure. He knew that there was no use in speaking too much; it would be better to find some credible evidence to prove his claim.
"Granddaughter, you… you have a plum blossom-shaped birthmark on your buttock. I personally carried you out from the room and handed you to your brother Wu Jian, so I am very clear about it."
Wu Wuji suddenly recalled such a characteristic, which for a girl, only her biological parents and husband would know. And he was just an old man in the depths of the valley, it was impossible for him to know, unless he was indeed her long-lost grandfather.
"Ah?"
