When those four big characters appeared, Wang Anfeng felt as if a bolt of lightning struck his heart, the shadows parted, and all previous doubts suddenly became clear, connecting together—

So that's how it is, so that's how it is!

Why did that Pillar of the State appear at such a precise moment?

Why did Blind Old Wu directly provide the target list to Wang Anfeng and the others?

Why did this spy, who had been undercover for over forty years, suddenly expose himself and commit suicide...

All these questions were instantly clear; previously, if explained purely as coincidence, it naturally seemed strange.

But if one includes the intervention of a Sect Leader skilled in astrological geomancy and scheming, one of the future four noble clans in the Jianghu, then everything could be explained.

From the very beginning, she used Dongfang Ximing to 'replace' herself, meanwhile misleading Wang Anfeng and the others.

This misdirect was extremely simple, yet even a veteran like Li Qidao couldn't see through it—

She came here just to use Dongfang Ximing as a shield.

Because of the misdirection caused by her earlier actions, everyone was primarily focused on preventing Dongfang Ningxin from acting against Dongfang Ximing again, their attention on her other purposes unwittingly decreased significantly.

Plus, with the incidents involving Xu Sixing and Qunxing Pavilion coming in succession, and Dongfang Ningxin showing no signs of unusual behavior, everyone's attention was even more dispersed, almost completely forgetting in a few days about the most outstanding descendant of this generation from the Dongfang lineage.

This was the next Family Head of the Dongfang Clan, the most cunning line of exotic arts in the entire Jianghu, yet they directly overlooked her...

Wang Anfeng was suddenly shocked in his heart.

In the past few days, almost none of us remembered this Young Master of the Dongfang Clan, or even if they did, they didn't care. Could it also be due to some kind of exotic arts?

With such thoughts, Wang Anfeng couldn't help but grow cautious, looked at the paper in his hand, but still continued reading, as the envelope contained three pages of paper, the first page having only two sentences, the second page also not having much written, Wang Anfeng scanned it, slowly reading its contents aloud:

"This matter has hidden depths, I hope you won't jump to conclusions easily."

"Although we have never met, our bloodline is the same, Ningxin naturally wouldn't harm you, thus she sends one thing as a token of this intent."

Wang Anfeng furrowed his brow, this woman who inherited the name of Dongfang Ningxin had indeed known of his existence long ago, with the enemy in the dark and us in the light, intentionally or not, this time she actually used him.

She says there are other hidden truths in this matter, referring to Xi Ming's issue, or the things that happened in Liangzhou City these few days, including Sword Forging Valley and Qunxing Pavilion?

Minds turning, Wang Anfeng immediately flipped this page, opened the third page, different from the first two pages, the third page's paper was already slightly yellowed, seemingly having been through much time, only because it was well preserved, had it not been destroyed.

Moreover, the writing on it was also different from the first two pages, on the first two pages, although the writing was elegant, the penmanship was sharp, whereas the writing on this page was extremely soft and gentle, as if the person writing it harbored countless unspeakable tenderness.

Wang Anfeng's gaze fell.

First line.

"Today the weather is nice, I felt something different, so I used the chopsticks on the table to divine a hexagram and knew you."

"You eventually came,"

"Are you Feng'er or Feng'er? Mother really wants to know yet doesn't want to divine it, these things must wait until you come into this world to divine."

Wang Anfeng's palm trembled slightly, his eyes uncontrollably blinked closed, in this moment, amidst the blood and corpses, he felt a wave of dizziness, chest heaving unevenly, steadying for several breaths before reopening his eyes and looking at the paper. TheauthenticversionisonM|V|LEMPY_R.

It was still Dongfang Ningxin's paper but not hers.

Wang Anfeng softly murmured a phrase under his breath, a combative heart unstoppably abating much, then continued to read—

Your father is very happy today, he laughs like a child, he often is a child in nature, we are not sure if we should let you come into this world, when you face your future circumstances, will you hate us both?

Will you be disappointed in this world?

If you're Feng'er, then this world will press many evil thoughts upon you unjustly. If you like someone, they'll say you're wanton; if you're Feng'er, you'll have to groom yourself to please people and hide your talents to avoid jealousy.

Yet, there are also many benefits, as a woman, shaking the world is good, enjoying the mountain and water scenery is also good.

If you're Feng'er, then it's even merrier, not for some worldly status or carrying on the family line, you must remember, your coming to this world is not because your parents want you to do anything, it's because you want to come.

Today's world, besides the singing and dancing, is unchanged, filled with injustice and oppression, if you are male, one day you will face this directly. Your father has caused quite a stir in the world, if you go out there, you will always encounter the influences he left behind.

They may be good, they may be bad, but remember you're more than Wang Tiance's child, you're yourself.

There are many things I want to say to you, but today it ends here, the Star Palace, like a phoenix rising from ashes, I and your father have resolved the poison of dragon qi backlash, must suppress this matter.