Qin Ruo, the alchemist of the Profound Cloud Continent, was attacked by several opponents when he was about to become one with the pill. His soul managed to escape and possessed the body of the third son of the head of the ancient Qin Clan in Wuzhen's six major families named Qin Ruo. As the son of a big Huaxia family who couldn't cultivate, he was abandoned so as not to bring shame on them. With this body, Qin Ruo would strive to regain his former glory. Anyone on his way would only be a stepping stone.
"Little Four?" Zao Qing frowned and thought for a long time, then said: "It seems that I have some impressions, but I don't seem to have any impressions at all. I say this, it seems a bit contradictory. But it is really my feeling. I seem to have this title. It sounds familiar, but if you think about it carefully, there is really no memory of 'Little Four'." After Zao Qing finished speaking, she asked Qin Ruo again, "Why do you think of asking this?"
Qin Ruo said, "Last night, I read your mother's diary before she died."
"I know that. When I arrived at your house last night, I saw my mother's diary open on your desk," Zao Qing said.
Qin Ruo asked: "Have you really never read your mother's diary? You really don't know the contents of it at all?"
Zao Qing nodded and said, "Yeah. I'm not really interested in what's written there. I don't like to read old stories, and I don't like to look back at everything that has happened. .I'm just concentrating on what's going on right now."