The result was that while she enjoyed her luxurious life here, without a care in the world, her ancestors suffered alone in the mountains miles away, subsisting on wild vegetables and soil—just the thought filled her with immense heartache.
"Oh? Is that so..." The old man looked at Fuya with some surprise, then at Mu You beside her, and seemed to understand something, letting out a slight sigh of relief.
"I'm so sorry that my whimsy has caused you to come all this way..." Fuya said with guilt.
"Hehe, silly child, as long as you are happy, that's all that matters. It's no big deal for me to take a walk, besides, if these old arms and legs don't move around, I'm afraid they might just rot in the ground..." The old man shook his head with a chuckle, then turned to Mu You and smiled, "Moreover, by coming out this time, I've also met an 'Admin', so it's not a loss at all. You don't have to worry about it."
"Admin?" Fuya felt puzzled.
