Translator: Aran

  So, this was the reason.

  Ye Qingyu remained thoughtful.

  He knew that his fate was a blank slate, and he had even heard the million-year-old soul tell him during his time in the Snow Dragon Den that the mysterious breathing technique he had obtained from his father matched with someone with no fate; it had been prepared for a person with such a fate.

  Therefore, he immediately realized where the problem lied when he heard the sovereign of the Sun ..