Lin Dun stared dead-eyed at Zhu Rongli and said, "Lin does not believe there is a reason for love in this world. Zhu Rong's ancestors have already stopped bestowing precious Primordial Gold to the next generation. What is the purpose of this? If Lin guesses wrong, then Zhu Rong's forebear either knew of Lin's identity or the value of Lin's ancestor to the forebear of Zhuge Liang."
Zhu Rong was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Yes, I am very clear about what your life has been like."
Lin Dun's eyes trembled, motionless, his emotions complex—excitement, fear, panic, great expectation.
Lin Du wanted to know about his life, his parents, his mysterious abilities.
