She still remembers, the first time Changtian saw the whistle, he said its Spirit Root aptitude was good. So this was the reason it possessed a Spirit Root, yet couldn't cultivate. Ning Xiaoxian fell silent for a while before saying, "Since you have hidden it for so many years, why do you want to take out the Jade Seed now?"
"The ancestral instruction of my family requires us to safeguard this Jade Seed and ensure it never falls into the hands of others." The whistle looked towards the kitchen, his eyes finally showing a tender expression, "But I've been fleeing for so long, and I'm very tired. I've finally met Qinghe, and I hope to live a peaceful life with her."
Ancestral instructions are dead; people are alive. Future, life, marriage, progeny... He has sacrificed too much for his family, and these days will never come to an end. Now, he also feels weary both in body and soul.
She pointed at the remaining Jade Seed on the table and asked, "Are you planning to...?"
