"This is also a calamity that Ning Shanfeng must endure in my life; it's just that it has implicated you."
"Father..."
"No need to say more, I've already made up my mind. If we find no clues by tomorrow, then you should take the cloth shop's money and escape far away."
"But if we do that, won't our cloth shop be entirely finished?"
"Do you think that if you stay, our cloth shop won't be finished? Anyway, this old body of mine has lived long enough; at worst, I'll die and that'll be it."
"But you're different. You're still young and haven't been promised to anyone yet. If you stay, I'm afraid you'll be targeted by evildoers again. After all... the people who attacked our Ning Family have yet to reveal themselves."
Zhao Ya nodded silently to himself.
One must admit, Ning Shanfeng truly is an old hand in the commerce world, with a clear mind.
At least in this regard, his insight is quite profound.
