Zhao Sheng, upon hearing these words, felt a ripple in his heart.
His thoughts whirled, and he suddenly smiled, "Why would the Ancestor Master say such a thing? I have been an orphan since childhood, raised in the Grace Care Home, how could I know whether my surname is Zhao or not?"
Qing Shuo, the elder, shook his head and said softly, "You indeed belong to the bloodline of the Southern Sky Zhao Family. The origins are rather complicated, and you will naturally come to understand it in the future."
At the mention of "Southern Sky Zhao Family," Zhao Sheng's heart trembled, and his face unintentionally revealed a trace of astonishment.
Catching the change in his expression, Qing Shuo, slightly surprised, inquired, "Hmm? Have you heard of the name of the Southern Sky Zhao Family?"
