Upon hearing her Master's questioning, Li Yanyan finally reacted, covering her mouth forcefully. She belatedly remembered the words her mother and Grandma had repeated countless times: "Li Suisui is already dead; she's no longer in this world. No matter who you see, or how much they resemble her, you must not acknowledge her as Li Suisui, the one born in the same year and month as you."
"Yanyan! You are my personal disciple. In this world, aside from blood relatives, we are the closest people to each other. You shouldn't hide things from your Master!"
Li Yanyan tightly pursed her lips, not daring to say another word to the National Master.
"Yanyan!"
The National Master waited for a long time, but seeing no intention from Li Yanyan to speak, he calmly called her name again.
Li Yanyan bit her lip, her large eyes welling with tears. Under the National Master's piercing gaze, she turned and fled with a WAH!
