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When Long Zhanye stepped out through the Body Sect's mountain gate and looked ahead, his steps paused for an instant.
Fifty-three people, families in tow, young and old alike, stood with bundles and luggage of every size piled at their feet. They looked for all the world like a group moving house together.
His brow furrowed. He knew none of these people and had never laid eyes on any of them.
Those fifty-three unfamiliar faces instinctively put him on his guard.
Yet the elder at their head seemed to recognize him at a glance.
The old man raised his head, his round eyes instantly lighting up. He stumbled two steps forward. "You... are Long Zhanye, aren't you?"
Long Zhanye's brow furrowed even deeper at this.
He instinctively turned slightly sideways, swept his Heavenly Stems Divine Eye over them, and asked in a lukewarm tone, "Who are you?"
The old man's lips trembled twice before he suddenly dropped to his knees with a thud.
With tears and snot streaming down his face, his sobs burst out like a dam that had held back its waters too long. "I'm Shangguan Tianyang!"
"Dad! I finally found you! Dad! After all these years, why didn't you ever come home to see us?"
Long Zhanye stood rooted to the spot, as though an invisible nail had pinned him there.
An exceedingly rare, almost bewildered confusion surged through his eyes.
He remained silent for a long while before squeezing a few words from his throat. "Who is your mother?"
Shangguan Tianyang wiped the tears and snot from his face, lifted his head, and choked out:
"Dad!"
"How could you even forget my mother? My mother is Shangguan Wei'er!"
That name stirred up countless buried remnants in Long Zhanye's