The Young Girl's eyes were still glistening with tears, yet they were incomparably clear. A trace of determination flickered in those star-like eyes, as though she had made up her mind about something.
Her soft pink lips parted as she slowly said, "Xiao Yan, actually, I'm a Transmigrator too!"
Though her voice was not loud, and even trembled slightly because she had just cried, those words stirred up towering waves in Xiao Yan's heart. He nearly jumped up on the spot.
"You, I..."
This time, it was Xiao Yan's turn to be at a loss. One moment he studied the Young Girl's serious expression, the next he turned his head aside in thought, looking rather dazed.
A Transmigrator! This was Xiao Yan's deepest secret, as well as the source of his astonishing talent. For twenty years, he had kept this secret buried in his heart, to the point that not even his closest relatives or Old Yao knew of it.
Coming back to his senses, Xiao Yan stared straight into Liuli's eyes and suppressed his excitement as he asked, "So you mean you're like me, someone who has lived two lives? Your soul from your previous life didn't belong here?"
Liuli nodded her little head and replied, "After I died in my previous life, I opened my eyes again and found myself on this continent."
"Do your parents know?" Xiao Yan asked.
"No. They haven't noticed anything strange, so I don't plan to tell them myself," Liuli answered honestly.
After all, if she told her parents about something like this, they would definitely investigate carefully out of concern. What if they discovered that she had been male in her previous life? How would they view her? Or rather, how would she face them?
"What was the world you lived in