The moment, Xia Tian managed to enter Leng Youxin's consciousness, he immediately arrived in a gray space. Because the space of one's consciousness is highly dependent on the mood of the owner, and gray indicates that Leng Youxin is indeed very depressed.
There he saw two paintings, and the two people in the paintings were his dead father and uncle. But strangely, he didn't see Leng Youxin's figure, and he walked towards the painting. Just as he was about to touch the two paintings, Leng Youxin shouted at him in her hoarse voice loudly. "Who are you? Why did you infiltrate my consciousness?"
Xia Tian's hand stopped in midair, and he turned towards Leng Youxin. Even though she looked old and haggard, the aura she gave off was still very strong. Xia Tian then smiled at her, as he asked. "Don't you recognize me, Grandma?"