It was her, she never voiced it, fearing they couldn't bear it, and not knowing how to broach the subject.
Perhaps what worried her most was that once they knew the truth, they might treat her like a stranger!
And now, witnessing this scene in the back mountains, she knew she owed them an explanation.
She drew a deep breath, suppressing her surging emotions, and watched Feng Xiao still speaking. She called out softly, "Father."
The sudden sound of 'Father' startled Feng Xiao. He whipped his head around and saw the crimson figure emerging from behind the tree. His eyes narrowed sharply. "Little Jiu? What are you doing here?"
He stood up, instinctively shielding the name on the stone tablet with his body.
Perhaps, deep down, he didn't want to face the truth.
Feng Jiu stepped forward, her gaze fixed on the stone tablet. She asked softly, "Father, when did you find out?"
"Little Jiu..." Feng Xiao looked at her, unsure how to respond.
