A woman walked out of the opened doors slowly.

To Li Tianming, this was like seeing the sun again after years of darkness, and with bated breath, he fixed his eyes on her. She had eye-catchingly light grey hair that fell down like a waterfall.

The light grey hair gave Li Tianming pause. Did Wei Tiancang fail?

However, he obviously hadn’t. Although it was light grey, it was still glossy and full of life. When Li Tianming looked downwards, it wasn't a forty-year-old woman that greeted him, but rather, a girl who looked in her teens.

Even Mu Wan, who was a little over thirty, looked older than her.

She had a pair of sparkling eyes and a set of white teeth, a smile that should belong to a young girl on her face. Her delicate body was filled with life as she moved about agilely.

Li Tianming thought he was seeing things. This girl looked no different from Jiang Feiling and Jiang Qingluan.

M-mother? Li Tianming had expected her to change, from looking like an eighty-year-old to a forty-year-old, someone who looked as old as Xue Lan. However, she looked...