Parents, siblings, relatives...0

In the depths of Qin Sang’s heart, what he cared about the most was the close family he had in his previous life.0

The identity of the enemy who wronged him didn’t matter at all. He didn’t care about that now. His only regret was the eternal separation between him and his loved ones, never to meet again. He had not yet fulfilled his filial duties to his parents, nor passed on his family line...0

There were still many things he hadn’t had the chance to do.0

Even though Qin Sang knew it was all an illusion, he couldn’t bring himself to leave. He stayed in the familiar home, watching his parents and elder brother discussing household matters, listening to his little sister Qin Zi coquettishly whine. His heart was full of sorrow until the third day arrived, and the red gourd kicked him out.2

His body suddenly felt light, followed by a heavy fall to the ground. Qin Sang opened his eyes. His loved...0