On the other end, the white-cloaked man who was heading to Mercy City on a luxurious spaceship was shocked, and suddenly bowed, stretched out his hood and pressed his eyes tightly.

"Dad, your eyes hurt again?"

He said indifferently: "...I'm used to it."

"It's again in such a short time!" Le Bao rarely put away his innocent smile, and hummed with a stern face.

"Yes, such a short time..."

After the pain of the withdrawal disappeared, he put down his hand and blinked his eyes, feeling that his vision had just recovered and blurred.

"Dad, why did you promise that sister to go with them?"

"Anyway, I'm going to the City of Mercy."

Lebao was a little depressed: "But she kept looking at her father, and her father had always been hiding his face, but she didn't even tell her to see her appearance."

"What are you upset?" The man squatted down and gently pinched his pink face.

Le Bao said seriously: "Dad, you are my mother."

The man paused: "You forgot, you don't have a mother."

"Dad, don't lie to me. People say that children are born by mothers, so I have mothers, so how can you give birth to me alone?" Le Bao looked like an adult would lie to the child to see through.

The man stood up, his eyes fell into the clouds and mist outside the spaceship, which was quickly taken away by the wind, and he threw anger and said, "You were born to me, what's impossible?"

"It was my father who gave birth to me, but how did my father conceive me alone?" Le Bao didn't believe it: "Dad, where is my mother?"

Whenever he asked this question in the past, his father would just remain silent.

This time, it's still the same.

"Isn't it enough to have a dad?" the man asked in a dumb voice.

Le Bao puffed up his cheeks and was about to say that it was not enough, but when he saw his father's expression, he pouted and lowered his eyes, and said in a muffled voice: "Dad, Le Bao won't ask anymore, you, don't be sad, I really won't ask anymore."

He wants a mother, which is nature.

But over the years, in order to make his father abandoned by his mother feel better, he can only lose his nature. At his young age, he has endured the pressure that he shouldn't have to bear at this age. It's too difficult for him.

At this time, Fu Wanyan walked over from the other end of the boat. Seeing that the atmosphere between the father and son was something wrong, she stepped forward and said, "Lebao, I have some sweet milk nuts here, do you like it?"

She took out a milky white fruit, the size of an orange, from the storage space. The fruit is fragrant and sweet, and is deeply loved by children and some female cultivators.

Lebao is now in a state of depression. He glanced at it, but he still replied politely: "Thank you sister, Colebao has stopped eating sweet milk nuts since he was three years old."

Poor, his staple food since he was a child was his father to feed all kinds of sweet fruits. It was not until he strongly protested after he was three years old that he demanded to eat normal spiritual plant grains, so that he could stay away from these sweet and greasy things.

Fu Wanyan's expression remained unchanged and asked again: "What do you like to eat?"

As she said that, she waved her sleeves and placed various valuable treasures in front of him with her spiritual power.

One day, the little desolate flower green met the black-bellied Lebao: You are so pitiful, I have been carried away all the time, why aren't you hugged me? Oh, I understand, you have no mother.

Lebao was completely broken: Wow—
Chapter completed!