NOVPUBHowever, Shen Roujia still wanted to live in the most authentic way possible, to find her true sense of existence in this world.
Even if she could never leave, Shen Roujia believed she should find her own place, like that free land she longed to see.
Taking a deep breath, Shen Roujia decided to take the plunge. “Uncle Wen, whether you believe it or not, I had a dream where I found my family, and the person in my dream was you.”
Wen Surong was stunned by such an outrageous statement, and yet, there was a hint of emotion in his eyes.
“Jiaojiao, is that true?”
Shen Roujia shook her head. “Uncle, I’m not sure, but I was very young when someone picked me up and sold me to a death match arena. I was only four or five years old then.”
“After such an experience, I forgot all about my past.”
Wen Surong looked at Shen Roujia with a pained expression. “What? They put you in such a place?”
His words made Shen Roujia look at him curiously. “Do you…do you really know something? Do you know what happened to my mother?”
With a heavy heart, Wen Surong replied, “Child, if you really doubt your origins, I might as well tell you the truth.”
Shen Roujia hesitated slightly, then slowly said, “Go ahead.”
Wen Surong sighed. “From the moment I first saw you, I was shocked. How could someone look so much like her?”
“Perhaps your mother really was her. Her name was Yan Zhi, a native of Yancheng, a proud and free-spirited heroine known for robbing the rich to help the poor. She was quite famous in the martial world.”
“At that time, I had not yet inherited the Wen clan. We met in the Great Zhou, and later she decided to be with me. We lived a peaceful life together.”
“But unfortunately, not all good things last forever…”
