"Brother Xiao, please, have a seat!"
Despite having lost an arm, Shen Rui carried out his tasks with precision and ease, without any fuss or mess.
Xiao Chifeng did not stand on ceremony with him either. After sitting down, he asked about Uncle Shen's work and living conditions with concern.
Uncle Shen chuckled, "I'm just an old man, I don't need much, I'm still self-sufficient. Don't trouble yourselves, if there ever comes a day when I really do need your help, I won't hesitate to ask."
Seeing that Uncle Shen was very detached, lacking material desires and ambitions, his only persistence was to stay here, waiting for Shen Qing to return.
Looking at Uncle Shen's calm but slightly lonely and silent face, Xiao Chifeng wanted to tell him the news that Shen Qing was alive, but was in another world.
However, whether Shen Qing could return was an uncertainty.
If he told Uncle Shen now that Shen Qing was alive, he would hope even more for her to return.
