"Alright, that's all I have to say. As for Huanqing, Rongfang, you don't need to worry. He'll be back to normal soon, don't worry." Zhang Rongyu said with a smile.
Zhang Rongfang didn't respond, just turned and walked towards the courtyard exit.
He paused again at the door.
"Sister."
"?" Zhang Rongyu looked up.
"Is it worth using a child as a gamble?" Zhang Rongfang asked.
"Everyone is born with their own destiny." Zhang Rongyu smiled, "His destiny is good, so why not make it even better if we have the chance?"
"What if we lose?"
"Lose?" A trace of sadness appeared in Zhang Rongyu's eyes, "That would also be his destiny. But the Confucians have already told me that there is a high chance of success; otherwise, so many people wouldn't be competing for it. Don't worry."
Zhang Rongfang didn't know what to say.
At this point, he no longer had the position to speak.
