Hearing her father say this, Shanshan couldn't help but grasp his right hand.
But the scarred right hand felt like a dead person's hand, cold and devoid of warmth.
Facing his daughter, Charles continued to speak.
"I even think my previous way of thinking was too narrow-minded. The essence of humanity is thought and existence, because humans are the subjects of examining the relationship between mankind and the world."
"They themselves are entities of this world, yet they are conscious, thinking social beings. The existence and activities of humans are perpetually in conflict between spirit and flesh. The relationship between people and the world should not be disturbed, especially for an existence like me."
"Dad, dad, calm down, you're overthinking it," Shanshan anxiously patted his hand.
But Charles paid no heed and started speaking even faster.
