An Jiuyue's surname was Lan. Her name was Lan Zhitong.
"Lan Zhitong, Lan Zhiyi! Why didn't I realize this earlier? They're biological siblings! What a coincidence!"
Fu Ming glanced at him again.
Indeed, without comparisons, there would be no harm. Now that Gong Cheng had returned, Fu Ming realized that his brain, compared to Gong Cheng's, was still useful enough. At least he would not die from stupidity.
Did he really think An Zhiyi would come to him so coincidentally?
There had to be certain factors at play here, but it was not time to dwell on them. Everyone was living in harmony anyway.
However, An Zhiyi's attitude towards Qian Jiyun was still unclear.
"Since you're back, go look for Second Brother. I'll go with you," he said.
"I've looked for him. He's not around." Gong Cheng shook his head.
He wanted to look for him, but it was pointless. Qian Jiyun was not in the camp, and even An Jiuyue was not around.
