An Siwei obeyed, and the two rode the wind down, swiftly passing over rows of orderly buildings under the chill of late winter. A trail of scattered lights led them to a small house in town, where they stopped.0

The house was far from luxurious; it was just a simple dwelling. The roof tiles were blackened, some even cracked and unrepaired.0

Li Ximing had been delayed for quite some time, and it was already deep into the night. The couple had gone to the bedroom. He stood atop the roof, staring at a particular crack, and didn’t move.0

With the enhanced hearing of a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, he could hear everything clearly from the rooftop, including his daughter-in-law’s voice. 0

"Now that we have someone to rely on, Ming’er’s future cultivation...0