For a moment, he was dumbfounded, and it took a long time for him to move a step.
Wen Tinglan felt something and looked in the direction where Lin Qingjia was standing.
Their eyes met.
Wen Tinglan's expression paused.
Blood ties are a strange thing.
Whether it's repulsion or closeness, for no apparent reason, one can always sense the other person is their sibling.
Wen Tinglan's intelligence was exceptionally high.
Knowing that An Roujin had married into the Ancient Martial World, he naturally deduced that this was another child of Wen Fengmian.
It was his biological sister whom he had never met.
Wen Fengmian had told him that the affairs of adults were unrelated to children.
A five-year-old child doesn't understand anything and only knows about survival. Naturally, they would leave with the seemingly glamorous and prosperous side, not wanting to stay in a Poverty Alleviation County where even food was scarce.
