Qin Shaofeng watched the Seventh Ancestor's expression, which had remained unchanged from beginning to end.
After she spoke those words, she had even fallen into deep thought.
She seemed not to have heard even his explanation.
His worry grew heavier, and he cautiously asked, "Seventh Ancestor, you... don't mean that, do you?"
"Yes!"
The Seventh Ancestor's answer immediately sent a cold sweat over his body.
Yet when he noticed the dazed look in the Seventh Ancestor's eyes, he relaxed slightly and asked in return, "Yes what? Seventh Ancestor, what's wrong with you?"
"There are some things you will naturally understand in the future."
The Seventh Ancestor shook her head and actually fell silent.
Her behavior left Qin Shaofeng increasingly unable to make heads or tails of things.
By all rights.
You took the initiative to show yourself. You must have had something to tell me.
Yet after casually asking a few questions, you became like this—neither speaking nor leaving.
What am I supposed to do?
Fortunately, the Seventh Ancestor's silence did not last long.
When she raised her head to look at him once more.
That gloomy gaze sent a chill through Qin Shaofeng's heart.
"You brat have spouted so much nonsense, yet you still haven't answered my question."
Cold light swirled in her beautiful eyes as she asked again, "I want to know about your past. Tell me everything in detail."
Qin Shaofeng was stunned.
He could vaguely sense that what the Seventh Ancestor wanted to know was not his own story.
But certain matters related to him.
Helplessly.
He could only alter and recount the events that had happened since his rebirth in the Land of Shining Stars.
His gaze remained fixed on the Seventh Ancestor.
Once he confirmed that the Seventh Ancestor truly was not interested in