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"Boom!"

Tang Anya's mind roared again.

Countless images appeared in her mind.

Seeing Tang Anya's eyes stiffen for a moment and then slowly close her eyes, Yang Fan turned around and looked at Jian Xinyi not far away with a deep look.

"Next, should we talk?"

Jian Xinyi bent her knees and knelt on the ground, bowing and unable to get up.

Jian Xinyi, who knelt on the ground and kowtowed, said nothing.

Tang Anya's eyes were closed, as if she was deeply trapped in a dream, frowning from time to time, her expression changing, and she was unaware of everything in the outside world.

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In silence, Yang Fan took out the pipe, the pipe was half full of broken tobacco leaves, the flame was lit, flickering, puffing smoke slowly, half-closed narrow eyes, thoughts drifting to an unknown place.

These three people, who were trapped in different ideological situations, formed a picture that seemed to fit together at first glance in this fragrant teahouse.

Finally, the kneeling person broke the silence, and the smoker withdrew his thoughts and gaze.

"Sir, my surname is my mother's, and my father's surname is Li." When Jian Xinyi said this in a trembling voice, she did not raise her head.

It was as if, for her, saying this sentence had used up all her courage, and it was a gamble she had never had in her life.

"Oh." Yang Fan took a puff of dry tobacco, responded calmly, and said slowly: "There are more than tens of millions of people with the surname Li in this world. It seems that the Li you have is not simple."

Jian Xinyi took a deep breath, finally raised her head, and said: "This Li is the Li of Li Qiankun."

Yang Fan's eyebrows moved slightly, and then he returned to calmness, exhaled a hazy green smoke, and sighed softly: "So that's it, the descendant of Li Qiankun of Kunzong."

This sigh was as light as water, hiding a lot of emotion.

There was also a little more tenderness in his eyes when he looked at Jian Xinyi.

The wonderful entanglement of fate in this world is nothing but reincarnation.

Jian Xinyi felt that Yang Fan's reaction was beyond imagination. No one in this world would not be moved when hearing the three words "Li Qiankun".

But the young man in front of her, who made her feel unfathomable, was so calm that he just sighed.

I don't know why, maybe it was because of Yang Fan's calmness that the uneasiness and anxiety in her heart about revealing her life story dissipated a lot.

Immediately, she told her life story in full.

The story is actually very simple. Two thousand three hundred years ago, Li Qiankun died in a carefully planned ambush, and the Kun Sect fell apart, and his disciples died or fled.

As for Li Qiankun's bloodline, it was almost extinct in that incident.

In fact, including the behind-the-scenes planner at the time, everyone thought that Li Qiankun's bloodline had been cut off, but no one knew that he still had a trace of bloodline in the world.

No one knew that Li Qiankun, the founder of Kun Sect and regarded as the founder of Feng Shui, was also young and frivolous and had an illegitimate child.

Li Qiankun once tried to pass on all his knowledge to this illegitimate child, but unfortunately this illegitimate child was extremely resistant to Li Qiankun and refused to put in any effort.

In desperation, Li Qiankun had to compile all his knowledge into a book and handed it to this illegitimate child.

Not long after, he was shocked to hear that Li Qiankun had suffered a great disaster. The illegitimate child who was ostensibly resistant to Li Qiankun was heartbroken and regretted his decision. He wanted to avenge the person who had never had the chance to call him father, but he was powerless.

This hatred, along with the book that Li Qiankun gave him, was passed down from generation to generation.