Hu Wuming dropped to his knees like a collapsing golden mountain and a toppling pillar of jade, kowtowing to the ground. Jia Lingyun hurried forward to help him up.
"No need for such formalities!"
Jia Lingyun looked Hu Wuming over at close range.
The man was dressed in shabby clothes, his hands covered in calluses, with an honest expression and a rather scholarly demeanor. Hu Wuming cupped his hands toward Jia Lingyun.
"Many thanks, Sage!"
Hu Wuming gave off a vibe... not at all like the son of a Qianghu chieftain, but rather like the son of some impoverished commoner.
Jia Lingyun leaned in close to Hu Wudai and asked, "Left Court King, where... where did you pick up this child?"
"What?! Sage... Sage, how can you... say such a thing? This child is my very own flesh and blood.... Could it be... could it be that the Sage can even... tell that he... he's a bastard?"
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