"Is this what's called the Chosen One by the Mandate of Heaven?" Zi Yiyi didn't understand, but she envied such people.
The disfigured man chuckled bitterly, shaking his head, "Not at all, not at all, it's just because these people have some remarkable backing..."
"Backing?"
Hearing this, Zi Yiyi became even more puzzled. After becoming a disciple under her mentor, she gained a deeper understanding of the entire Five Continents.
The Snake Race has declined now, and this small Clan Leader lost her mother in childhood, with her enemy being her own father. Such a pitiable person can only rely on herself, and her ability to lead the Snake Race to prosperity indeed relies on her own skills.
Such a person, what kind of backing could she possibly have?
"Yes, her backing is quite unusual..." the disfigured man said, looking lost as he stared at the sky.
In the sky?!
