Regarding Leng Yuening's illness, for Sun Zhe, it was urgent and couldn't be delayed.
That night, Sun Zhe had Xia Shiqing help him adjust the suppression of the Spiritual Pressure Treasure Ring to the Nascent Soul Realm.
"Xiao Zhe, those old fellows in the Nascent Soul District are not simple, you need to be careful, especially with Qi Feiying."
"Mm, I know."
Sun Zhe took Xia Shiqing's advice to heart but didn't pay too much mind, saying, "In any case, I must obtain the title of Martial Hero in the Nascent Soul District."
Xia Shiqing stared blankly at his side profile, as if seeing the spirited young man from years ago.
"So much like Ah Wei."
Sun Zhe looked at her meaningfully, "What, missing my dad?"
Xia Shiqing gave him a sidelong glance, "What nonsense, I just think you two are very similar."
Sun Zhe chuckled, "You should rest early. I'm heading upstairs."
Unexpectedly, Xia Shiqing suddenly stood up, "One more time. I have to return to the palace later."
