"Contain myself, you want me to contain myself?" Fan Cai said as he let out a laugh that wasn't really a laugh.
"What child would be able to contain themselves if they just heard that their mother was about to become a slave?
What child would be able to contain themself to such a news? Tell me?!" Fan Cai said with a maddened look on his face which suddenly turned cold and tranquil in a split second.
"If our roles were reversed, maybe you could do that. You might even encourage such a choice but not me. I am not you, mother," Fan Cai said, his voice turning low, and his gaze turning sorrowful and filled with regret.
" I can't be like you. You said great cultivators only become great by not only improving their strength but cultivating their hearts and minds too.
