The Revelation of His Identity

"Uncle, Auntie, please lie back down," Wu Yang Jin stepped forward to persuade them as well.

"Mm, but we still have to thank you, little Yang Jin. Your uncle and I only learned the truth thanks to you, and thank you for always being there for Wulin."

"Please don't say that, Auntie. Uncle and you have taken such good care of me since I was little. Besides, Wulin and I are already as close as family. There's no need to say such things."

"Cough, cough... ahem! Yes, little Yang Jin, you're right. And... and now that our family has finally reunited, it only truly counts as a reunion with you included."

Tang Zi Ran and Lang Yue were also deeply grateful to Wu Yang Jin. Though he was not their biological child, they had watched him grow up from a young age.

"By the way, Uncle, Auntie, the curse has already been removed. So neither of you is in any danger of dying now. As for what comes next, I'll have to ask others to take care of you both. Wulin and I still have very important matters to attend to."

The curse Wu Yang Jin mentioned was something that had nearly made Tang Wu Lin faint dead away. It had happened before Wu Yang Jin went to the imperial palace.

When they had rescued his parents, they had initially been weak but otherwise fine. Then, all of a sudden, their faces had turned deathly pale, as though they had been cursed.

Both of them had shown abnormalities, but fortunately, Holy Spirit Douluo Yali, Aromatic Silk Beauty, and the Goddess of Life were all present.

Wu Yang Jin had then absorbed the curse into himself as its vessel. However, because it had been absorbed into the very origin of his