"Sis, stay at home for a few more days..."
Next to the BMW.
Martial Saint held onto Lan Peizhi's hand, unable to let go.
Lan's mother felt the same, but unlike her son, she didn't take any action or speak. Only her eyes involuntarily brimmed with the sorrow of a mother about to watch her child leave home for a distant place.
Lan's father, Wu Guangjiang, stood beside his wife, his expression complex, as he seemed to be at a loss for words.
"Study hard and listen to mom and dad."
Lan Peizhi patted Martial Saint's head.
When his daughter mentioned him, a surge of excitement flashed across Wu Guangjiang's face.
Study hard.
A normal farewell admonition, but why did it sound so incongruent coming from the lips of the Blood Guanyin?
Jiang Chen stood by the car door, silently standing by with reason.
"Sis, when will you come back next time?"
Martial Saint lifted his head.
