When he first entered the village, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, yet he could not say why.
Filled with curiosity, he wandered about until, without realizing it, he arrived at a thatched cottage in the north.
Inside the thatched cottage, a middle-aged woman sat upright in a chair, her face full of sorrow as she muttered to herself.
He suddenly felt that this middle-aged woman was exceedingly familiar, so he walked inside.
Sensing someone enter, the middle-aged woman looked up.
A handsome young man came into view.
"Who are you looking for, Young Master?" the middle-aged woman asked.
Yuan Qi stared intently at the woman for a long while before voicing the doubt in his heart.
"Have we met somewhere before?"
The middle-aged woman froze at his words. She carefully examined Yuan Qi again and again, then shook her head.
"Young Master must be looking for my husband, right? He has gone to work in the fields. Please wait a moment; I will go call him."
As if recalling something, the middle-aged woman smiled.
She rose and was about to step outside when Yuan Qi spoke again. "My name is Yuan Qi. I wonder..."
Upon hearing the name Yuan Qi, the middle-aged woman trembled. She abruptly turned back. "You said your name is Yuan Qi?"
Yuan Qi nodded in confusion.
"May I ask how old you are, Young Master?" After standing stunned for quite some time, the middle-aged woman asked again.
"I am twelve this year."
At those words, the middle-aged woman's eyes instantly brimmed with tears.
With a thud, she threw her arms around Yuan Qi. "Child, you are alive! My child, I am your mother!"
Yuan Qi was dumbfounded. "Mother?"
He did not even know what a mother was. Ever since the Sixth Clan Elder had