Everyone was stunned and then they looked toward the entrance of the courtyard. The middle-aged woman standing at the entrance was a stranger.

Mila initially was slightly confused. She wiped her tears and asked the woman at the entrance of the courtyard, "May I know if you are?"

"Who I am doesn't matter. I just heard all of you wailing in this courtyard, so I came to see what was going on. I think it's very odd that all of you are crying. How could there be such a thing in this world? You don't look the slightest bit like their daughter. You're face-to-face with her parents, but they couldn't even recognize you. Yet, you could actually still say that you're their daughter. Could there be such a thing in this world?" The middle-aged woman's tone was very righteous.

Mila was speechless. Her gaze appeared to be much more afraid. What the middle-aged woman said was true. She had already returned to South City for a very long time. However, she never had the courage to reunite with her p