When Lin Feng was blasted into the ground, Chen Qing's brows furrowed, irritation and confusion flickering in her sharp gaze.
Her granddaughter's panicked reaction only deepened her displeasure.
Why does this girl care so much about that brat?
She exhaled sharply, recalling the first time she laid eyes on Lin Feng—the moment she noticed the distinct mark of the Spiritual Beast Race on him.
This boy's identity is a mystery.
If he were just some nameless brat from Raincloud Village, she wouldn't have given him a second glance. Someone like that would be unworthy of her granddaughter.
But the more she looked into his past, the more inconsistencies she found.
Lin Feng had left the Blackwood Forest alone. No clan, no faction, no backing. That could only mean one of two things.
Either he had been banished from his clan, or he had never belonged to one in the first place.
The second option was far more troubling.
A child growing up alone in the Blackwood Forest?
Impossible.
