The downpour fell even harder. The gales continued howling, and the thunder crashed so loudly that every living thing was shaking.

A teenaged girl currently sat in front of Li Tianming. She had flawless skin, and only her eyes hinted that she was from the older generation. Although the window was closed, the candle fire in the room was still flickering.

Today, Li Tianming wanted to know who his true father was.

Wei Jing was already prepared to confess everything. “Tianming, I already clarified everything to father and brother Yang after I was cured of Lifesbane. However, it’s hard to open my mouth about it because it was such a strange matter. It’s why I didn’t tell your grandfather for twenty years. Even now, I’m getting a headache just thinking of how to explain it to you,” Wei Jing said, frustrated.

“There’s no need to be frustrated. What’s past is past,” Li Tianming consoled, well aware it was difficult for Wei Jing to say. Otherwise, she would have been honest twenty years ago, and so much could have been avoided. And especially, she wouldn’t have gotten together with Li Yanfeng for...