Depending on what was written on this single piece of parchment, her entire understanding of reality could fracture.
What if her hypothesis was true? What if her mother had secretly given birth to twins? What if Shen Zechuan was her biological brother, stolen by the Sect Leader to be raised as an abyssal weapon? If he was her brother's twin, it would explain the identical face. It would explain the shared mannerisms, the way he tilted his head, the way he shifted ginger in his jaw, the way he instinctively patted her head.
But if he was her brother's twin... it meant her father had lied to her.
It meant her entire family history was a fabrication.
And what if he wasn't a twin? What if he was a magical clone created by the Star-Seizing Tower when Lin Feng sacrificed his karma to summon Ji'an's soul?
"Only one way to find out," Ji'an whispered, her voice shaking.
She hooked her thumb under the wax seal and broke it.
The crimson aura dissipated into harmless smoke.
