Looking at that familiar face, yet with eyes devoid of past emotions, Li Xiaobao couldn't express whether he felt more sorrow or the joy of reunion.
The contradictory feelings left Li Xiaobao's mind in turmoil. He originally came to demand justice, but now found himself completely unsure of how to face such an extraordinary situation.
After a long pause, Li Xiaobao said bitterly, "Sister-in-law is still waiting for you."
Fu Feiyang shook his head: "Do you think I'm Li Dabao? Let me be honest, besides this Li Dabao's skin, I am actually Dongfang Ye, the youngest Divine Communication Master of the Yin Yang Sect who was famous worldwide twenty years ago!"
"The woman you're talking about, I don't even remember her appearance."
Fu Feiyang's words now seemed extremely cold, reminding Li Xiaobao of the poor woman who had waited for almost four years, someone in his family for whom he had deep respect.
