Jeanne felt a stir in her heart and said, "Old man? You're back?"
The white-haired, gaunt old man appeared before her, "Hmm."
"It seems like you're not very enthusiastic."
"It's not some ingenious martial arts design." Tumor Xiang Shan sat beside Jeanne. In terms of physical sensation, it was as if they were sitting side by side. "When I was young... what year was it? A long time ago. I got to know that guy very early. He was a good person... probably not anymore."
"His Highness Conquest Heavenly King, huh." Jeanne laughed aloud.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing." Jeanne continued to laugh rudely.
Tumor Xiang Shan shook his head, "You're quite cheeky now—I'm almost convinced you are my biological child."
"From both an ethical and biological perspective, you could say I'm your biological child now."