But... when he actually saw his living Grandpa, that deep-seated resentment and extravagant hope within him flared up like a wildfire, scorching his insides.
He ultimately couldn't hold back.
A wisp of extremely subtle aura fluctuation was quietly released, gently brushing against the young man's Spiritual Perception like a feather.
Xumi Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp. With a swift movement, he was standing before Yun Tianji, his eyes filled with scrutiny and vigilance.
Yun Tianji hesitated no more, concentrating a point of Spiritual Light at his fingertips, containing many memory fragments, cautiously pushing it into the other's forehead.
The Spiritual Light penetrates.
Xumi Sheng's body trembled vigorously, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.
After a moment, Xumi Sheng's gaze seemed to truly brighten, carrying a trace of exploration as it fell upon Yun Tianji's face, slightly hesitating, then speaking tentatively:
"Tian... Ji?"
