The Dugu surname, in the Northern Continent, was concentrated only in Nine Dust Hall.
Lin Heng was greatly shocked. He could not help taking several steps back to the side, then looked at the woman before him and said, "Your name is Dugu Zixuan?"
"Yes!"
"You came to the Northern Continent looking for your son?!"
"Yes!"
"And your son is being hunted by Ye Tian?"
"Yes!"
"And you came to the Northern Continent after coming out of seclusion?"
"Yes!"
"..."
Four questions in a row made Lin Heng shut his eyes at once and draw in a cold breath. The first time he had met this woman, she had said she had come to the Northern Continent after leaving seclusion to look for her son.
But had she not said it was a blood feud for her son's murder?
He had always thought the son she wanted to find had already been done in by Senior Brother Ye. He had never, ever associated it with himself.
Or perhaps it was because he had held no hope for it, and so he had not made the connection.
Otherwise, with his head, how could he possibly not have heard it?
After he opened his eyes, Dugu Zixuan had already taken a few steps forward. There was only a distance of three steps between them.
Their eyes met. There was none of the imagined scene of mother and son meeting after many years apart, embracing each other or weeping with joy. It was just as Lin Heng had told Jiang Caiyan before: at most, they were nothing more than strangers.
Facing a stranger, how much emotion could there be?
More or less because of their blood ties, both sides were somewhat moved.
"Xiao Heng, do you recognize Mother?"
"Hold on!" Lin Heng took