Although Wen Ningyu's cultivation has been destroyed, he still reached a certain height. He could sense the spiritual energy on Wen Jiaren and Mu Qian, knowing they were not ordinary people.
Before his death, meeting this woman was fate, and it was also her destiny.
Seeing Wen Ningyu finally awaken, Wen Jiaren looked at Mu Qian with joy, her eyes shining with light.
Mu Qian was quite surprised. With Wen Jiaren's eloquence just now, being able to dissuade someone determined to seek death is truly... remarkable!
After coming ashore, Wen Ningyu saw Wen Jiaren's face more clearly, and upon closer inspection, they didn't actually look all that similar, especially her eyes, which distinguished her from Jiaren.
The eyes of the girl in front of him were darker, brighter, clearer, and more spirited.
"Uncle, where is your home?"
Wen Jiaren hurriedly draped Mu Qian's jacket over the dripping wet Wen Ningyu.
