When Mo Fan heard Fu Ye say that he had given Mu Ningxue a Great Sky Seed, an ice rose that Mu Ningxue always carried with her yet had never melted suddenly surfaced in his mind.
"Teacher Fu Ye, the Great Sky Seed you mentioned... wouldn't it be that ice rose in Mu Ningxue's hand that has existed for more than a decade without ever melting?!"
Hearing Mo Fan's voice, Fu Ye looked at him with a trace of surprise in his eyes.
"Oh? Didn't expect you to recognize it. That's right, it was indeed a Great Sky Seed I gave Ningxue."
As he spoke, a hint of reminiscence appeared in Fu Ye's eyes.
"Come to think of it, Ningxue and I met by chance. She was six and I was eight. She was sitting alone atop a hill, crying, and I happened to pass by."
As Fu Ye spoke of those old memories, Mo Fan felt a sudden tremor deep within his heart.
Even in his previous life, he had only met Mu Ningxue when they were nine.
Yet Fu Ye had known Mu Ningxue three years before he did!
When Mu Nujiao and Ai Tutu heard Fu Ye talking about his past, they also looked at him curiously.
They wanted to know about Fu Ye's past as well.
Seeing their expressions, as though they wanted to hear a story, Fu Ye did not hold back and began recounting his experiences.
"I was originally the fallen young master of a small family in the Imperial Capital. My parents were murdered by enemies, and I had no brothers or sisters. All they left me were more than a dozen cold, empty estates and several billion in savings."
At this point, Fu Ye let out a rather helpless sigh.
However, after