Even seeing it with his own eyes, Mu Xiong still couldn't believe his own eyes.
He looked at the white-robed man kneeling outside the moon gate, that face unchanged in his memory. Reality or illusion?
"Yichen." Mu Xiong spoke, calling not the person kneeling outside the door, but Mu Yichen standing behind him, frozen like a wooden chicken.
Yichen?
His other child!
Mu Liancheng's eyes glistened with excitement, shifting his gaze from Mu Xiong to the young man who looked seventy percent similar to himself.
Mu Yichen instinctively stepped forward, walked to Mu Xiong's side, eyes fixed on Mu Xiong, murmuring, "Grandfather."
"Is... is there anyone outside the door?" Mu Xiong asked nervously.
"Yes!" Mu Yichen answered bluntly. "It's father, father has returned!"
His father has truly resurrected!
This is not an illusion, but reality!
His words finally shattered the last bit of uncertainty in Mu Xiong's heart.
