"Mother, is it..."
Zhao Mengli didn't finish her sentence, but her eyes were already turning red.
In her heart, she'd already suspected it for some time, but she just didn't want to believe it.
Her father...wasn't coming back.
Yin Qinghe knew what she was asking, but she didn't answer.
This was something that couldn't be hidden forever.
Moreover, in the days ahead, Danxin Herb Hall's situation would only get more difficult. Wouldn't that be a double blow for Zhao Mengli?
So she chose to acquiesce.
Zhao Mengli didn't cry out loud, but her tears still fell in big, heavy drops.
Yin Qinghe originally wanted to comfort her, but the girl stubbornly said, "Don't worry, Mother. Li'Er will become an Alchemist as soon as I can!"
She was going to shoulder the burden!
Because Zhao Mengli knew well that her mother, limited by her Root Bone, could never become an Alchemist.
She was already their only hope!
