At Gu An's words, Chen Luo's face flushed crimson. He felt ashamed, yet also utterly lacking in confidence.
"But... even if I continue cultivating now, is there still time?" Chen Luo asked through gritted teeth.
He had once possessed cultivation at the Great Vehicle Realm, so he naturally understood the power of immortal cultivation. But his wife had died right in front of him, and even the Holy King had been unable to stop it.
That was the Holy King. Since the founding of the Chen Family, they had never produced a powerful existence comparable to the Holy King.
Gu An stared at him and said, "I can avert your wife's tragedy, but you'll have to rely on yourself for the tragedies to come. I'll tell you in advance: your son's fate is not simple. There will be no end of trouble in the future. Your wife died because of him."
"You now have two choices. One, sever all cause and effect with your son, and I can make it so the two of you have no relation whatsoever. Two, continue being his father, but in the future, you will have no chance to give up again. No matter what you choose, I will save your wife."
When Chen Luo heard this, his expression shifted violently. The hands resting on his legs clenched into fists.
Gu An could hear the struggle in his heart. There were many voices within him, and dark thoughts as well, but Gu An paid them no mind.
People were complicated, and the human heart had its dark places too. But as long as the choice made was good, there was no need to judge the heart.
The room sank into silence.
A long time passed.
Chen Luo let out a long breath and said, "Senior,