"Your father said that?"
Chen Lin looked at Chen Qingying in puzzlement.
She had taken her mother's surname. Her father wasn't a member of the Chen Family; her mother, Chen Qiaoyun, was.
"Ah."
Chen Qingying realized it too.
She hurriedly explained, "Maybe my mother told him. My father likes having heart-to-heart talks with me, while my mother is rather strict. Most of what I know about the Chen Family came from my father."
At the mention of her parents,
Chen Qingying hesitated and looked cautiously at Chen Lin, clearly wanting to speak but not daring to.
"Don't worry. I'll find a way to resurrect them in the future."
Chen Lin knew what she wanted to say and gave her his promise outright.
"Thank you, Second Granduncle!"
Chen Qingying was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him in excitement.
Then, looking thoughtful as she recalled the past, she said, "My father said that when you were born, Second Granduncle, a strange man came to the house. He said his second uncle was a reincarnated mighty being who would surely achieve great things, and he even gave him an item."
"But the Chen Family was just an ordinary household back then, so they didn't think much of it. They simply assumed he had come to offer congratulations."
"What was the item?"
Chen Lin immediately asked.
"My father didn't say. He didn't seem to know either. My mother might know something."
Chen Qingying shook her head.
Then she stole a cautious glance at Chen Lin.
Naturally, Chen Lin saw through her little scheme: she wanted him to resurrect Chen Qiaoyun too. Still, the story itself should be true. He could tell she wasn't lying.
Unfortunately,
he had already used up the resurrection quotas granted by the Heavenly Dao, and he couldn't employ resurrection methods here.