Although the child has fused with the ancestor's soul, in the end, they're still just a newborn baby. Mu Zixin has no cultivation, and Li Xiaoli, after separating from the ancestor, is merely a martial master. Going into a high-level plane like the Taoyuan world, who knows what kind of encounters they might face?
Thinking about this, Tang Ming became restless. If his wife and child could meet his father directly, he wouldn't be so worried. But now...
Liu Mengting, Su Xiaoxi, and a group of people stood outside, unwilling to enter the house and disturb Tang Ming. Fortunately, this time, Tang Ming did not become as despondent as he did when Yun Potian left, but the pain of separation was no less than the grief of farewell through death; only Tang Ming could truly feel the bitterness within.
"Hahaha! Kid, are you contemplating life?"
While everyone was at a loss, Tang Cha walked into the room carrying a wine jar, laughing heartily.
"Master."
