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"I just wanted to see him... Even if he's no longer Xiaoyi, he has Xiaoyi's memories, and he still knows to look for Uncle Qin first when there's trouble," said Lin Yuan.
Old Qin said firmly, "Even if it means my death, I will send him off on his last journey. Even if we have a second child, a third child, Xiaoyi is still the child I brought up bit by bit. My feelings for him won't be reduced by a half."
"But... is it not dangerous to rashly make contact with a Cultivator?"
Old Qin patted Qin Yan's hand and said, "If this call had been for you, I would definitely have suspected danger, but I'm just a smelly gatekeeper, even if I've now become a housekeeper, I'm not worth fretting over. Others might target you, but who would target me? So, I should go... you shouldn't."
The last sentence brought a hint of guilt into Qin Yan's eyes.
She had actually already considered giving up on this son...
