The Silver Armored General often followed the military for campaigns, and it just so happened that he had received a short break for the last few days. Thanks to that, he had noticed his son's issue and saved him. If he was outside, it would already have been too late by the time he heard the news.
How much self-blame would he feel if that had been the case?
Just thinking about it left him deeply frightened. That was why he had lost his temper and barged in.
"From young," Zhang Xuan said, "Zhuo Yan has been instilled with the notion that he has to become a Celestial God like you. Despite his lacking talent, he has been enduring all kinds of stress, diligently going through supplementary lesson after supplementary lesson, all in the hope of not lagging behind his peers. He might not even have had a single day of rest from cultivation over the years!"
At the back, Zhuo Yan lowered his head silently.
