As the son of a Saint, Luo Zheng could be considered a scion of a powerful lineage.
In the Great Yanyu Cosmos, Luo Zheng had heard of the floating islands of the powerful lineages, but he had never imagined what the real Luo Family looked like.
He had never dreamed that the floating island owned by the Luo Family would appear before his eyes in such a state.
How prosperous had such a colossal floating island once been?
How many Luo Family descendants had lived here? How many True Gods and how many geniuses...
Yet it had all been reduced to ashes, without the slightest trace of life.
Han Meng excelled at reading people's expressions. Even the slightest change could not escape her eyes. Seeing Luo Zheng's expression, Han Meng smiled faintly. "I forgot that your surname is Luo too. You couldn't be a member of the Luo Family, could you?"
"The Luo Family?" Luo Zheng was slightly taken aback, then smiled faintly. "Of course not. It's just that my surname is Luo as well. Seeing the Luo Family reduced to this state has stirred some feelings in me."
Although Luo Zheng's heart had been rocked by stormy waves, he desperately restrained himself.
Now that the Luo Family had lost the support of its Saint, it had long since fallen into ruin. These powerful lineages would be terrified of having any connection with him. Admitting that he was a descendant of the Luo Family would only bring him more trouble.
"That makes sense. If you were a member of the Luo Family, you couldn't possibly not know what happened on this floating island," Han Meng said lightly. There were countless Divine Citizens in the divine realm whose surname was Luo. Han Meng would not suspect Luo Zheng of being a