The old man's words shocked Ning Anran to the extreme.
She fixed her eyes on the old man, just hoping he would quickly give her an explanation.
The old man knew that what he was about to say would definitely shock her greatly.
But this matter had reached a point where he had no choice but to speak.
She was his only remaining relative.
"An Ran, I... I am not Mu Zhentian."
The old man's voice was a bit hoarse, as if it was all stuck in his throat, almost unable to come out.
As Ning Anran's eyes widened, he took a deep breath.
Trying to calm himself down, he softly said, "I am your biological grandfather, Baili Yang."
Ning Anran was completely taken aback, her heart so shocked that she couldn't utter a word.
She widened her eyes, staring hard at the old man in front of her.
At this moment, she didn't know whether she should believe his words.
Or perhaps, she doubted if she had heard it wrong.
Unbelievable, truly unbelievable!
