Changsheng pressed his lips tightly together, and so did Jiuru.
The two children looked at Gu Yu, desperately hoping that he was joking, yet instinctively believing that their father was not deceiving them. Their feelings towards their mother were more respectful than loving, but after all, she was their birth mother, and it was natural to be worried.
"What, what can we do?" Jiuru asked.
"There's nothing you can do. I'm telling you this because you should know," Gu Yu said.
"..."
In an instant, Jiuru clenched her small fists tightly, and Changsheng also bowed his head, then lifted his eyes to ask, "Will mother return?"
"I'm not sure. She might come back, or she might disappear forever. Alright, I have a lot to do. You stay on Phoenix Mountain and practice well."
