The concept of getting what you want and the saying 'speak of the devil' is the same principle.
When Ren Zhong left Zhan Sha County earlier, he had a lingering sense of regret.
However, within an hour, that regret was instantly compensated and replaced by a new regret.
Let's rewind to that noon.
Ma Dafu and his daughter sat at the dining table, each having their lunch.
The atmosphere at the table was heavy and oppressive, with very low pressure.
Ma Dafu looked deeply concerned.
In just two days, wrinkles like engravings had appeared on his once rosy round face, and a few more strands of silver hair had sprouted atop his head.
Despite receiving his regular injection of the Anti-aging Potion, this sudden change was inevitably linked to the collapse of the dreams he had placed upon Ren Zhong.
Ma Dafu was shattered.
The past two days had not been easy for him.
