“Are you telling the truth?” Qin Changkong looked at Qin Yao in shock, his eyes wide open.0

Qin Yao nodded, “Mmm. Father, what exactly is the bloodline power inside me?”0

After the initial shock, a bitter helplessness crept onto Qin Changkong's face. He said with a sigh, “Heaven’s will. It’s heaven’s will…”0

“Father, do you know something?” Qin Yao's focused gaze tracked the changes in Qin Changkong’s expression.1

Taking a deep breath to compose himself, Qin Changkong looked at Qin Yao and sighed again. “Unexpectedly… Unexpectedly… Haaa…”0

“Father, tell me, is this related to Mother?” Qin Yao was growing anxious.0

She had never seen her mother before, and Qin Changkong had only shared vague information about her. As such, Qin Yao had no impression of her mother at all.0

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