"Mom, things aren't as serious as they seem." Ying Zijin understood what she was thinking and reassured her, "I won't let anyone take Dad's place."
"You should rest first." She poured a glass of water for Su Wen, "Don't worry about anything else, I'm here."
The girl's voice carried a comforting strength.
Su Wen looked down, wiped her tears, and said solemnly, "Yaoyao, for me, you and your father will always be the most important. Make sure to protect yourself first."
Ying Zijin nodded, left the bedroom, and went to Di Wu Yue's room.
The Formation for Divination had been set up in the afternoon.
Di Wu Yue's eyes lit up, "Master, come on, let me show you a trick."
Ying Zijin sat down, raised an eyebrow, "Alright, go ahead."
Ten minutes later.
Di Wu Yue collapsed onto the table, looking quite weakened and pale, "If my calculation is correct, Master, your father shouldn't be in the City of the World."
