Hearing Jiang Zhen's words, Xiao Feng froze for a moment, then said:
"Senior, do you know me?"
Jiang Zhen's mouth twitched slightly before he said:
"More or less. Not exactly—I've merely heard of some things from your world.
"But I'm not entirely certain whether it's your world.
"Could you tell me about what happened in your world, especially what happened to you?"
Hearing this, Xiao Feng fell silent for a moment, then nodded and said:
"There's nothing that can't be said.
"When I was in the Lower Realm, I was born at the foot of Shaolin Temple. I had two parents, and back then, my surname was Qiao. My name was Qiao Feng.
"Later, I became the disciple of a Shaolin master and learned martial arts, though I was only a lay disciple.
"After I achieved some success in martial arts, I left my master.
"Afterward, under the Shaolin abbot's recommendation, I joined the Beggar's Sect.
"Later, after enduring all kinds of trials, I finally became the Beggar's Sect Leader.
"And I led the Beggar's Sect in resisting foreign enemies.
"...
"Only then did I learn that I wasn't Han, but Liao.
"After that, I became someone despised by countless people in the Jianghu.
"With no other choice, I could only travel far into the Grassland.
"...
"After Great Liao withdrew its troops, I only felt that the world was vast, yet there was nowhere for me to belong.
"Great Song saw me as Liao, while the Liao people saw me as a traitor. In my despair, I killed myself there.
"At that time, perhaps I was fortunate, or perhaps heaven refused to grant my wish.
"On that occasion, A'zi held me and leaped from that bottomless cliff.
"Perhaps I was lucky. We fell into a great river below.
"After