So much so that!
Cheng Ping'an did not immediately notice the breathtakingly beautiful woman sitting at the edge of his bed, gazing at him with pity in her eyes...
"Ping'an, you're awake!"
Only when that gentle voice rang out did Cheng Ping'an notice the beautiful woman seated by the bed.
"Who are you?" Cheng Ping'an asked with a frown. "How did you get into my home?"
There was a trace of displeasure in his voice.
More importantly, he found the tone she used when speaking to him rather strange.
It was as if he were the younger one, while she was the elder.
No!
I must be overthinking it.
The moment the thought surfaced, Cheng Ping'an dismissed it.
Still!
That was only natural. After all, Cheng Ping'an had never seen Murong Wanwan's true appearance.
This was also the first time her own son had seen his birth mother's real face.
Likewise.
At that moment, Murong Wanwan noticed the strange look in her son's eyes.
Seeing this, Murong Wanwan suppressed her excitement and forced herself to calm down.
Then!
She let out a soft breath and slowly told Cheng Ping'an the truth.
Finally.
Murong Wanwan looked at Cheng Ping'an with pity in her eyes and added, "Ping'an, don't blame us either!"
"You had no spiritual root. If you had known where we came from, you would only have suffered strange looks and pain. It would have been better for you to live out your life peacefully in the mortal world!"
After a long while.
Cheng Ping'an finally digested this sudden, earth-shattering news. Then, as though he had thought of something, delight filled his eyes as he asked, "Mother... Mother, can I cultivate now too? Can I become one of those lofty immortal masters someday?"
Clearly.
Cheng Ping'an had no idea what