"Father."
Seeing Shen Yuan's arrival, Zhao Xuan respectfully called out.
"Hmm." Shen Yuan came forward with his hands behind his back, glanced at the mother and son's slightly swollen eyes, and sighed lightly.
"Did Chongxuan upset you?"
Zhao Xuan forced a slight smile and said, "The child went back and said he's told you, he wants to give up cultivation."
"Father, he's just playful and can't endure hardship. I've already reprimanded him."
"Mother, I'm not playful; I just don't want to cultivate and want to study instead!" Shen Chongxuan defended himself.
Zhao Xuan, hearing this, immediately pulled out a broom from beside her and gave his back a harsh stroke, angrily saying:
"What good is studying!?"
"Mention studying again, and don't call me 'mother' anymore!"
Shen Chongxuan took the hit but didn't cry, stubbornly speaking: "Studying is also cultivation, like Master Lu, like Father..."
