“Hmm?” Meng Kongchan felt puzzled, though he did not show it on his face. “Are you not ready to accept your title yet, Yuan’er?”0

“Yes and no.” Yun Che saluted him respectfully before answering. “To be honest, some of what the Dream Lords said earlier is right. I don’t have any memories regarding Meng Jianyuan right now, and I cannot truly accept my former identity. I am grateful that the Dreamweaver Kingdom of God would take me in, but I have no sense of belonging toward it. Right now, my master’s grace remains my one true faith; the sanctuary that must never be tainted no matter what.”0

“You are a broad-minded man, Divine Regent. You allowed me to keep my name, ‘Yun Che.’ However, the Dream Lords are right that allowing a Dreamweaver Divine Son to keep his old name would surely garner endless criticism both inside and outside the Kingdom of God, even if it does show off your magnanimity.”0

“”Therefore,” he looked up, met Meng Kongchan’s eyes, and said sincerely, “before I recover my memories and accept that I really am Meng Jianyuan, it is not suitable for me to become the Dreamweaver Divine Son. I am satisfied with just proving that your choice was unquestionably correct. I’m terribly sorry to say this, but your grace… will have to wait for another day.”1

The audience looked beyond shocked and stupefied. They could not believe that there existed a person who would reject the title of Divine Son.0

In their opinion, any wanderer would lose their minds learning that they were allowed to enter a Kingdom of God. To become a Divine Son? To say that they would be overjoyed would be an understatement. They would need a constant reminder that they weren’t living in a dream.0

Yun Che chose to remain true to himself simply because he could not yet accept his current identity. He had rejected the title of Divine Son...0