"Would you like to enable automatic concealment?" the system suddenly asked just before they set off.
"What does that feature do?" Lan Yue looked curious.
"Aren't you going off to be a thief? This keeps one or two people who might easily discover you from noticing you." The system paused, giving an ambiguous answer.
"That's a good one! As long as it doesn't cost points, equip me with everything!"
"It doesn't cost points."
"System, that's a rare treat!"
The system: "..."
Lan Yue deliberately carried a piece of watermelon-like Red Earth Fruit, then quietly made her way to the Sacred Mountain with her friends.
Sure enough, at the end of the road, they spotted a man in white-and-gold cross-collared robes surrounded by a crowd. His expression commanded respect without a hint of anger.
He said nothing, simply staring solemnly at the Sacred Mountain, his expression betraying neither joy nor anger.
Quite a few people from the North Ridge Sacred Ground were talking to the Holy Son, recounting recent events.
Of course, they also told him that his biological daughter was still alive.
"I understand. Don't worry, everyone. I'll go find her now." The Holy Son nodded to the crowd, then quickened his pace toward the Palace below the Sacred Mountain.
Surrounded by the crowd, the tall, imposing Holy Son left just like that.
Hidden behind a boulder, Yun Xi was filled with emotion. So this was her other father? Her origins really were complicated.
Should she follow him over and take a look? After all, he was also...
[Lan Yue: He's a fake!]
The familiar inner voice rang out nearby. Even the people ahead instinctively stopped in their tracks, uncertainty and suspicion on every face.
What exactly did she mean by "fake"?
*[Lan Yue: I knew something seemed off no