He had already guessed some of his father's thoughts, but when this sentence finally came from his father's mouth, a trace of hesitation still arose in his heart.
"The perfect man is selfless... the perfect man is selfless..."
These four characters hovered in his mind, as if chaotic words were echoing in his ears, intertwining... finally, the sounds gradually subsided.
He raised his head, took a deep breath, and looked at his father:
"Dad, I understand."
Wang Ba looked at Wang Yi'an, looked at his only son, and a deep affliction flashed in his eyes.
He raised his hand and gently patted his shoulder twice, tidying up his somewhat disheveled white hair.
"As long as you understand, as long as you understand, Dad is waiting for you to come back."
As he spoke, he gently handed over a Jade Slip, placing it in Wang Yi'an's palm.
"This is a collection of some Curses that can be used without mana, perhaps they'll come in handy."
