The Final Auction

This time, Feng Qing did not speak. Instead, she looked into the distant sea. She did not even turn around to look at the man. The man did not take advantage of her and sat down on the bed. He was checking his clothes. They were filled with gaps corroded by the blood rain and the two black smoke. Seeing how sorry he was, the man revealed a mocking expression.

The man mumbled, "Sixth Sister, Sixth Sister…"

To him, this word was so unfamiliar and awkward that when he said it, he had the illusion that he wanted to bite his tongue.

After mumbling for a long time, the man said, "Our mother is indeed Feng Yiru. Our father is Di Tianxing, and my name was personally given to me by my mother when she was alive. My name is Di Qianmo. Qianmo refers to the intersecting paths in the fields. My mother gave birth to me in that place. Then, she abandoned me in the fields of the Seven Stars Continent and escaped, leaving me alone in that dark place."