Qin Mu's thoughts went into disorder.
Qin Hanzhen, Qin Fengqing?
The family register that he had found in the study room had recorded the people of Founding Emperor's bloodline, and on the last page of the family register was the sentence, 'One hundred and seventh generation, Son of Hanzhen, Fengqing.'
Qing Fengqing was the son of Qin Hanzhen.
So what did the words from the weird thing that slithered down from the tree mean?
Who was she calling Qin Hanzhen?
And who was the Qin Fengqing that she mentioned?
Qin Mu's body trembled, and his face turned pale, bloodless. He was Qin Fengqing, and the man in the tree was Qin Hanzhen!
The last person in the family register of Founding Emperor was none other than him, and the man in the tree was his father!
This person who had fused with this ancient tree was his father? Was he the kin that he had been longing for every day?
His closest kin!
Why had he become like this?