"It was all in the past."
Zi Zhen's answer was calm.
Her attitude gave the Purpleblood Clan of Soul-Hunting Star Wharf a slight sense of relief.
"Anyone who suffered such unfair treatment would probably take it out on us."
"Zi Zhen's family was destroyed by the town lord. They were left with nothing, yet she somehow escaped death. Who knew how much hardship she had endured before finally reaching this day of revenge?"
The townspeople looked at the girl who had now grown up, their hearts filled with countless emotions and admiration.
"You have a good daughter!" Zi Wenbo praised Mother Ziyan with a sigh.
The woman had long since wept until she could no longer speak.
Seeing this, Zi Zhen could not bear it. She stepped forward to support her, gently patting her in comfort.
Everyone from the Purpleblood Clan present witnessed this scene.
The pity and acceptance in their eyes were, in truth, the goal Li Tianming wanted to achieve.
Even if someone questioned Zi Zhen's identity in the future, asking around Soul-Hunting Star Wharf would naturally earn them a flawless answer from these townspeople.
From this moment onward, Zi Zhen had been born here.
She had not emerged from the Chaos Divine Tomb...
While Zi Zhen was integrating into Soul-Hunting Star Wharf, Li Tianming quietly swept all the resources and wealth from the town lord's residence into his possession.
There was quite a lot of it!
Eonic artifacts, some Primordial Dao-grade minerals, a portion of nebula sacrifices, and various miscellaneous items—including an administrative map of the Xuanting Cosmic Empire.
"Alas!"
More than a dozen elder-level old men from Soul-Hunting Star Wharf gathered around Zi Zhen, their faces still clouded with worry.
"Are you all worried about the town lord's son?" Zi Zhen asked.
Zi Wenbo nodded. "Yes.