"I've seen it, it was a very clever cat."
"Exactly," Sherry flipped open the book in her hands, "Wisdom is a very powerful weapon, let's see what this clever cat has done..."
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M Country, graveyard.
Gan Yuan lifted her hand to remove the sunglasses from her face and walked forward to gently place a bouquet of white camellias in front of the tombstone before her.
Embedded in the tombstone was a photo of the deceased, a middle-aged man.
Underneath his grey-white hair was a face with distinct features, and a pair of blue eyes that were wise and deep. Although it was only a photo, it still exuded the extraordinary aura of the deceased, narrating the remarkable life of the man buried here.
This was her father—of course, her adoptive father.
That day, her adoptive father had given her a name—Gaia.