Of course, he did not answer me. He was only a month old. He could not even stand yet, let alone respond to my words. However, he was alive. He was really alive. I laughed like a madman as tears streamed uncontrollably down my face. I laughed until my voice turned hoarse, until I could barely make a sound.Cradling my son in my arms, I made the long journey back to the White family's territory, one step at a time. It took an entire day and night.When I finally reached the entrance to the White Family Memorial Hall...My legs gave out beneath me.I dropped heavily to my knees.Inside the hall...Stone memorials honored every generation of the White family.At the very front... three new memorials had been added.My father.My mother.The real Evelyn.My mother...On the very night I left seventh underground level of the Supernatural Affairs Bureau, she chose to end her own life.Because she knew, as long as she remained alive, the Snake Clan could always use her to threate
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