When Elder Mo Yin heard Black Light Elder's words, he immediately began withdrawing the pressure he had been exerting on Mu Chen.
"Since the young master has spoken, I'll let you off." Elder Mo Yin snorted coldly.
Meanwhile, when the woman beside him looked at Mu Chen's face, her somewhat icy gaze seemed to soften a little, for his features clearly bore traces of his mother.
"You look so much like your mother," the woman said to Mu Chen in a gentle voice.
Mu Chen froze.
"Young master, Elder Qing Xuan is indeed a member of the Qing Lineage and a blood relative of yours. She is my mistress's elder sister," Long Xiang whispered at that moment. He was, after all, a member of the Futu Ancient Clan. Although he had been banished for many years, he still knew a fair amount about the clan's affairs.
Mu Chen stared at the woman in shock. Only now, as he looked closely, did he realize that she did indeed bear some resemblance to his mother.
An extremely complicated mix of emotions welled up inside him. If that was truly the case, wouldn't he have to call the woman before him his aunt?
"However..." Long Xiang paused briefly before continuing, "there are also some rifts between my mistress and the Qing Lineage..."
Although Long Xiang did not explain things too clearly, Mu Chen knew that those rifts very likely had something to do with him. His emotions gradually settled. It seemed that whether or not the woman before him truly was his mother's sister, he could not indulge in wishful thinking.
With that thought, his gaze gradually grew calm and distant.
When Qing Xuan saw the growing indifference in Mu Chen's eyes, something deep within her own gaze seemed to dim for an