Shangguan Yi was slightly startled, frowned slightly, and said softly:
“Yu Er has great potential and could enter the ‘Four Great Sects’ in the future…”
“Entering the Four Great Sects, the inheritance learned, the peers befriended, the connections made are all a level above the Eight Great Gates…”
Wenren Wan shook her head. “I don’t care about Yu Er’s potential, her path of cultivation, or her future achievements. I am her mother, and I only wish for her to be safe and happy…”
“I don’t want Yu Er to be too involved with those grand ambitions of the Noble Clans and the karmic destinies. I’m scared…”
Wenren Wan’s face paled slightly, “…I’m afraid that one day I won’t see Yu Er again…”
Wenren Wan closed her eyes.
Or even worse…
Little Yu Er, lying cold in her arms…
Throughout these days of nightmares plaguing Yu Er, leaving her emaciated, Wenren Wan would often have such dreams.
Even more horrifying…
Wenren Wan’s body couldn’t stop trembling.
Shangguan Yi held his wife’s hand, filled with guilt.
It was his neglect as a husband that caused his son to suffer and his wife to worry. Still, he didn’t quite agree with allowing Yu Er into Taixu Gate.
Shangguan Yi thought for a moment and slowly said:
“Wan’er, do you want to send Yu Er to Taixu Gate because of… that boy Mo Hua?”
Wenren Wan didn’t conceal the truth and replied:
“Yes, I want Yu Er to stay close to Mo Hua.”
Shangguan Yi’s brows furrowed even more.
He didn’t dislike Mo Hua; on the contrary, he found the boy to be well-mannered, sincere, and endearing. He was also grateful to Mo Hua for the matter concerning Yu Er.
But in Shangguan Yi’s heart, there was a subtle unease about Mo Hua, even…
Waryness.
He always felt that there was something enigmatic hidden behind Mo Hua’s innocent eyes, a profound depth within their clarity.
It puzzled him, the presumptive Family Head of Qian State’s Shangguan Family, with his countless encounters.
Shangguan Yi had even had the thought of seeking someone to delve deeper, to calculate Mo Hua’s karma.
But such acts were taboo, and offensive to Mo Hua.
Moreover, every time this thought emerged, he would be inexplicably filled with trepidation, as if peering into it would offend some terribly formidable taboo…