Recalling that intoxicating taste just now, that explosion of feeling, it was simply too refreshing!
With a bitter smile, Zhang Xiaohao touched his nose and walked outside.
In the living room.
Zhang Xiaohao sat on the sofa, his mind dwelling on the trip to the Murong Family sacred land.
"Huh! That's not right! When Murong Longchen was dying, he seemed to say that Murong Longbo has a son. Thinking back, on his wedding night, the bride was taken by Murong Longbo. Could it be that Murong Longbo hit the jackpot?" Zhang Xiaohao muttered.
"If Murong Longbo did hit the jackpot, then who might the child be? Murong Longchen had only two children, his eldest, Murong Bailong, and his second, Murong Baiyun. Considering Murong Longchen's attitude towards them both, Murong Bailong is definitely his biological child! So Murong Baiyun could very well, no! It should be ninety percent possible, that he was left behind by Murong Longbo on that night!" Zhang Xiaohao thought with a furrowed brow.
