"Mom has no power, can't help you."
Jiang Yuan sighed softly.
"I know, just, mention it to Uncle..."
Zhou Yun hurriedly said.
"Hasn't Uncle already said it?"
Jiang Yuan countered.
"That's why I need you to say something."
"It's no use."
"Besides, I won't go."
Jiang Yuan sighed quietly, "Brother, it's not easy either, in the Gang Han realm, at the Great Sun Heavenly Pond, he went through life-and-death battles, numerous dangers, and eventually returned, building his current glory with the blood of enemies like Xuanwu Heavenly Palace."
"Now, relying on brother's merit, I, with a foundation-building stature, have expenditures comparable to a Golden Pill Monk."
"How can I, with all the face in the world, keep begging for something for each and every one of my children? If everyone were to do so, generation after generation endlessly, what could a Patriarch Jin Dan even do?"
"Do I really need to give up my own cultivation for my kin?"
