Ice Clan

Qian Daoliu wanted to get a clear answer, and Su Jie wanted one too.

And so, the two groups came face-to-face.

Qian Daoliu and Su Jie stood facing each other, while Ling Jing and the two young women stood behind them respectively. The one thing they had in common was... Ling Jing and the two young women all wore curious expressions.

They looked...

Far too alike!

Now that he was closer, Ling Jing was stunned to discover that this woman looked as though she had been carved from the same mold as Qian Daoliu. They could not have looked more alike!

Ling Jing even felt that the woman before him resembled Qian Daoliu more than Qian Xunji did.

"You..."

After hesitating for a moment, Qian Daoliu spoke first. Yet when the words reached his lips, he did not know how to continue. Instead, Su Jie took the initiative. "My name is Su Jie. Su as in tassel, Jie as in noble purity."

Su Jie stared into Qian Daoliu's eyes and spoke nearly word by word. "My mother's name was Su Yue."

Qian Daoliu's pupils contracted slightly. The suspicion in his heart had finally been confirmed.

The woman before him truly was his daughter!

"Your mother... how was your mother?"

Qian Daoliu drew a deep breath, though there was a hint of expectation in his voice.

Unfortunately, Qian Daoliu still heard the answer he did not wish to hear.

Su Jie lifted her head slightly, her voice calm. "Mother passed away many years ago. Before she died, the one she still longed for was the Pope of Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu."

As she said this, Su Jie actually felt a little resentment in her heart.

But upon further thought, she seemed to have nothing to resent.

Neither her mother nor she