"You don't recognize her? Then maybe I got it wrong. The woman who brought my youngest to the Qingxu Taoist Temple back in the day was named Huang Chengxiang, she looked a lot like you. I thought you might be relatives."
Old Mr. Zhong explained.
When Huo Sining suddenly heard this name, she was completely stunned, her eyelids twitched suddenly, and her heart began to beat violently out of control. Her gaze almost locked onto Old Mr. Zhong's face, as if trying to see clearly if this person was lying.
"When... when did this happen?"
Huo Sining's lips trembled slightly, she vaguely felt she might have discovered another earth-shattering secret.
"What matter?"
Old Mr. Zhong was taken aback, and upon realizing what Huo Sining was asking, he quickly replied:
