Lin Hao ran's heart was filled with suspicion, his mind a maze of puzzles. However, he found that every face seemed familiar to him, and the name "Fool" didn't seem out of place, as if it truly belonged to him.,Lin Zhaoran watched the fading figure, his face etched with a mixture of helplessness and resignation.,During the Jiajing reign of the Ming Dynasty, year thirty-six, this was a good era.。