Kellen had a few black lines brushed across his forehead.

As soon as Mitch, who had just finished blooming and bearing fruit on the tree, came out, his mouth twitched.

"Although it happened three thousand years ago, unfortunately, I happen to remember some of it," Mitch said.

Regarding the matter of King of Hell, he naturally knew much more than others.

According to the timeline, it should be exactly the time when the previous King of Hell had passed away...

Emily didn't want to see Mitch. She definitely knew Mitch, as if he was a little judge. She had seen him from a distance before.

She stubbornly looked at Kellen, wanting to hear him say it himself!

Kellen said softly, "Apart from Clara, this emperor has never slept with any man or half a woman, let alone give birth to such a big daughter like you."

The fickle ghost chuckled and, not knowing what it had thought of, exchanged a glance with Clara. The two women burst into giggles.

Kellen: "..."

Laugh? The person involved shouldn't have a shy face, right?

Forget it, Clara cannot be considered a party directly involved, she belongs to the plaintiff.

Kellen felt helpless.

Emily felt deeply angry and resentful when she noticed that everyone seemed to be taking this matter lightly.

She waited for her father for three thousand years.

How could he do this?

I can understand not knowing about the existence of her daughter, but how could she forget what happened between her and her mother back then?

How can one say that no one has ever been tainted except for that jade?

There was clearly some!

"Father, please think carefully again!" Emily's tears were on the verge of falling, as she struggled to maintain her cool and proud fairy-like image, befitting the reputation of being the Emperor's daughter.

"That day, when our eldest sister passed away, father lost control of his emotions. It was mother who timely comforted him..."

Emily thought that she didn't want to uncover her father's scar, but this matter was very serious!

How could it be a joke when she had waited for so long?

She didn't believe that her mother would deceive her. What benefit would her mother gain from playing such a big joke?

Emily almost pleaded with her eyes as she looked at Kellen.

Kellen's face darkened. "You look older than me, so stop calling me father every time you open your mouth or close it!"

Emily opened her mouth and felt embarrassed for a moment.

She snatched the painting abruptly, her eyes turning red as she pursued, "But mother had this painting, it was personally painted by father, it was a token of love for mother!"

Kellen frowned, "Did I look so shabby back then?"

Take a painting as a token of love.

How can I be worthy of the four words of love token that Kellen gave me, without reaching for the stars and retrieving the Sea God's pearl?

Susie reminded, "Dad, there is your signature on this!"

Kellen's gaze fell on the signature, and suddenly he frowned, unable to help himself.

The signature on this document is indeed signed by him personally.

When did he sign this name?

Kellen hardly thought about it and looked at Clara.

Clara, who was eating a misshapen melon, instantly froze, and the smile on her aunt's face disappeared almost completely.

"What am I doing?" Clara looked puzzled and instinctively said, "It's not my copy, I can't possibly know what it is!"

She herself was taken aback when she said these words, because Clara did not have memories from thousands of years ago. For her soul, she had already lived through countless lifetimes.

Kellen's eyes softened as he said, "Hmm, you didn't. I wrote it myself."

In every lifetime, she couldn't live for long, always leaving before him. He waited for her for lifetimes, each time bringing her back, she still retained some habits from the previous life.

Although not lacking money, there was always a mindset of making money deep down.

Every soul is unique, even if she has experienced countless lifetimes, this little personality remains unchanged.

Clara: "?"

Not brothers, why did your expression change? It's really not written by her. How did it make it seem like you were indulging and covering up for me?

Clara racked her brain but couldn't scrape up a single memory about this painting.

Kellen, however, had already thought of something and said, "No need to think about it."

He rubbed Clara's head and said, "It was you who tricked me into signing back then."

As soon as this sentence came out, all the onlookers were shocked. It's really his signature!

Susie blurted out, "So, did Dad paint this picture?"

Kellen shook his head and said, "Of course not."

He looked at Susie, pinched her little cheeks, and indulgently said, "Back then, your mother always wanted to sell your father's original calligraphy and paintings."

The sentence of enlightenment written by Emperor Justice and the painting drawn casually both reflect the state of mind.

Those Cultivating Ghosts who were stuck in a bottleneck period in their pursuit of enlightenment, desired nothing more than the meticulous strokes of Emperor Justice, in order to glimpse the rule.

So this thing was valuable.

But he actually didn't have these interests. Occasionally, he would paint a picture, but Clara couldn't bear to actually sell it.

So, the two were combined, taking his signature, drawing or writing the characters by oneself.

Of course, he doted on her and also left a sense of authority in his signature to prevent others from using it for any purpose. Those who bought it for enlightenment would not be deceived.

"That's how this signature came about."

Of course, I can't say any more about it in detail.

Kellen's lips unconsciously curled up with a hint of a smile, and he didn't say anything more.

Clara suddenly choked and felt inexplicably guilty, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Susie nodded and concluded, "So the signature is real, but the painting is fake, right? It turns out that the painting was added later."

Emily couldn't accept this result no matter what!