Shen Liqian's day with his mom ended.
Once his father returned home, Shen Liqian handed him one of his mother's pills.
He squeezed the hand that held the pill and gave Shen Lijian a meaningful smile.
His father was as confused as could be, but it would make sense once he reunited with Shen Lexi that evening.
"Father, I have a question for you," Shen Liqian asked.
"Yeah?" Shen Lijian replied.
"What is our clan's identity?"
This question struck Shen Lijian.
After pondering it, he gave a rather unsatisfying answer.
"To survive."
Shen Liqian nodded and bid farewell to his father.
A good evening awaited him, after all.
Meanwhile, Shen Liqian's long night was just beginning.
In his cultivation abode, Shen Liqian sat at the center in the lotus position.
His Second Spiritual Root emerged from his shadow and wrapped around him, its head edging closer to Shen Liqian's shoulder.
Shen Liqian looked at it.
