Facing his daughter's gaze, Shen Yuan seemed to see a hint of pleading in a daze.
"You..."
Shen Yuan sighed heavily, shaking his head, "As your father, I shouldn't force you, but you should also listen to Zhongyi's thoughts on this matter."
On hearing this, He Zhongyi's eyes became slightly moist, and he looked at his mother with a hint of expectation.
Clearly, he also wanted his mother to accept this trace of Pill Qi so she could cultivate for life extension and spend more time with him and his children.
"Zhongyi is my son. As a mother, why should I listen to his opinion on my decisions?"
"Besides, he carries the great responsibility of the Shen Family's Artifact Refining Dao. How could he have so much leisure to accompany an old woman like me?"
Having managed the Shen Family's business for many years, although Shen Wenping's cultivation wasn't high, her authority as a superior was immense.
