'The Little Mudman?'
Yaya's red pupils narrowed as she recalled the person she had just seen in the Nine Heavens Cloud Sea.
She was protected by the Mountain and Sea Supreme Mark.
Her aura and karmic signature were completely concealed.
Wuchen couldn't recognize her, but she could recognize Wuchen.
Although his features had matured, she could still see the shadow of the Little Mudman from Broken Clothes Alley twenty years ago.
That night.
It seemed Wu Dao and the Little Mudman had made some kind of deal, exchanging a set of tattered clothes.
As for the details of that deal...
Recalling how she had later asked Wu Dao if he truly hated Mo Chen, Yaya already had a good idea what it was about.
'That piece of trash is truly laden with sin.'
She gave a cold smile.
Yaya pulled back her thoughts and, under Xiaocai's guidance, quickly found an inheritance that suited her.
Her situation was similar to Wuchen's.
