After hearing Nalan Fuguang's words, Chen Changsheng nodded, then looked at Xiao Hei.
"Xiao Hei, come back. He is not Scholar."
Yet Xiao Hei, her eyes brimming with tears, immediately retorted, "He is Bookworm!"
"Whether he is called Nalan Fuguang or Nalan Xingde, he is the Bookworm I know."
Facing Xiao Hei's stubbornness, Chen Changsheng was just about to persuade her when Nalan Fuguang smiled and spoke.
"Sir, does it truly matter who I am?"
Looking into Nalan Fuguang's calm eyes, Chen Changsheng froze for a moment before nodding.
"You have a point. Sometimes, who you are is not all that important."
"Xiao Hei, go wait to the side for now."
"No!"
Seeing that Xiao Hei was still being stubborn, Chen Changsheng patiently said, "Go on. The Bookworm in your heart is already alive."
"I am only discussing some matters with him. He will not suddenly disappear. What are you afraid of?"
"Really?"
Xiao Hei shot Chen Changsheng a slightly doubtful glance.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng nodded. "Of course it is true."
"He is a living person now. It is not as if I am going to eat him."
After receiving that answer, Xiao Hei hesitated for a moment before finally leaving Nalan Fuguang's embrace.
Once Xiao Hei had left, Nalan Fuguang smilingly handed Chen Changsheng a cup of hot tea.
After taking a gentle sip of the fragrant tea, Chen Changsheng set down the cup and said, "Are you confused about this world, about this identity?"
Facing Chen Changsheng's question, Nalan Fuguang smiled faintly. "At first, naturally, I was somewhat confused."
"Because while I was still in my mother's womb, some of the Supreme Sage's memories and inheritance had already been deeply branded into my bones."
"I watched those scenes over and over like that, until I could no