“Both,” Zu An admitted frankly as he hugged Pei Mianman’s body tighter.1

“Scum!” Pei Mianman feigned anger and struggled. But Zu An continued holding her tightly, not letting her go. 0

Sensing his low spirits, Pei Mianman stopped struggling and gently said, “I heard you went off to look for Chang’e and the Goddess of Wu Mountain. You didn’t find them?”0

“I didn’t…” Zu An finally released her. He grabbed her hand and led her to the table, where the two of them sat down. He told her everything that had happened in the last few days.0

“To think tens of thousands of years would pass just like that.” Pei Mianman sat in a daze for a brief moment before abruptly asking, “Does the Goddess of Wu Mountain really look like me?”0

Zu An assessed her beautiful face and replied, “You’re identical, but opposite.”0

“What nonsense is that? You don’t need to tease me.”...0