"I'm not joking to scare you!"
Father Tang was clutching his hair, sitting there somewhat dejectedly.
"Do you think I would ask such a question if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes?"
Father Tang looked at Tang Chuxia, "Have you really never sensed her presence? She looks a lot like you, but she has short hair, and even her voice is different!"
Any father would be startled by seeing a child like that.
Let's not even talk about the real Tang Wanqiu's appearance, just the things she told him had left Father Tang immensely disturbed.
"No! I've never sensed any special emotions; Mom said she died, and the old Daoist and Third Grandpa had all confirmed it!"
Tang Chuxia still remembered this incident and now she was being told that such a person never existed; what was she supposed to think?
Tang Chuxia felt her brain wasn't functioning enough; she looked towards Gu Beihuai, who nodded.
