Gong Zhuo spoke up to this point, and everyone's gaze fell on Ah Xia.
Ah Xia had once said he had no parents, that his grandfather had raised him since he was young, so there wasn't much doubt left.
Ah Xia was indeed the child the four grand elders risked their lives to take away, the child of Mei Ji's sister, Liang Han.
Even Ah Xia himself was stunned. He had always thought he was just an ordinary child living in the remote outer town of Midair City. Never had he associated himself with such a lofty identity and twisted, tragic lineage.
Qin Sisi looked at Ah Xia with compassion and confirmed with Gong Zhuo, "Liang Han's child, that's Ah Xia?"
Gong Zhuo looked at Ah Xia with pity, his trembling hand gently stroking Ah Xia's head. His cloudy eyes glistened slightly, and he nodded slowly, replying, "Yes, Ah Xia is that child."
Even though they'd already suspected it deep in their hearts, hearing Gong Zhuo formally state the truth still left everyone shaken.
