Besides her, Lin Dongneng was the only one from the entire Reincarnation Sect who could come.

Did Lin Dong, whose cultivation had already reached the pinnacle, really not know about the relationship between his own daughter and Chengcheng?

impossible.

So, just because of the original owner's smile, he pretended not to see it?

Hua Rong felt a lump in her throat and looked up at the sky.

Unfortunately, I cannot change the predetermined future.

Lin Dong smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes possessing a refined elegance honed by the years.

"No, thank you. I think Rongrong will be happy too."

Hua Rong looked at Lin Dong. This person, as expected, knew all along that she was not the original owner of this body.

So, what kind of suffering did he endure before he died?

Do you regret having her as your daughter?

Lin Dong lowered his eyes and smiled faintly.

"As you just answered, I have no regrets."

“Foolish.” Hua Rong’s voice was low and hoarse.

In her eyes, this was foolish.

But at this moment, she seemed to understand Lin Dong's feelings deep down.

"Thank you. Also, I'll leave the True Spirit Continent to you. Wei Zheng went too far."

The world before me, just as before, is gradually crumbling.

A wave of dizziness washed over me, and when I opened my eyes again, I saw the angry and embarrassed face of the little monk Zhenwu.

The sounds of bells and mountain birds filled the air.

He glanced at Hua Rong with suppressed anger, then snorted coldly and turned away.

"Now you know who you are, right?"

Hua Rong didn't speak; she raised her hand and touched her face.

It's wet.

It tastes salty when you put it in your mouth.

"I understand. What do you need me to do?" Hua Rong looked at the little monk Zhenwu.

Actually, there are things she doesn't know.

For example, what exactly is the identity of the young monk Zhenwu?