Ye Sheng now deeply regrets, not only has he failed to meet his father's expectations, he even once misunderstood his father.
It turns out that his father had never given up on him, and had even silently done so much for him!
The Roc Wing Bone, any cultivator would know how precious it is; it's a relic of divine beasts that only existed in ancient legends. It's hard to imagine how much suffering his father must have endured to obtain it, and now for his sake, his father not only took out his treasured collection but also went to ask his ordinarily estranged master for help.
Ye Sheng clenched his fists, suddenly feeling like a complete scoundrel; he had even doubted whether his father just needed him to carry on the lineage, not actually liking him. Thinking back now, how could it be just liking? It was clearly deep affection for him.
"Ye Sheng? Ye Sheng… What are you thinking about?" Seeing his expression was off, Perfected Ming Shi interrupted his thoughts.
