City Lord's Mansion. Inner courtyard.
Li Yan practiced his spear in the courtyard. Too many things had happened during this period, and he had borne too much pressure. After taking True Man Ziyang's medicine, he had slept for two days straight. He felt as though his body had nearly rusted solid.
Feeling a little more refreshed today, he hurriedly picked up his spear and began practicing. After everything that had happened, he understood that martial strength was the ultimate weapon for preserving his own life and protecting his family.
Unfortunately, he simply did not possess enough strength.
Luo Qi stood beneath the covered corridor, watching Li Yan practice his spear. The longer she watched, the more dazed she became. No one knew what she had thought of, but her eyes suddenly reddened.
Li Sinian walked over and stood behind her mother. She wrapped her arms around her waist, rested her tender cheek against her mother's shoulder, and said softly, "You can't bear to let him go?"
"Why would I not be able to bear it?" Luo Qi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "He was their son to begin with. A mother and son recognizing each other is something worth celebrating. I'm happy for them."
"I just suddenly remembered what Miss must have felt back then. Her newborn child was taken away before she even had the chance to look at him properly, and then someone brought her another family's child to raise, insisting that he was the child she had given birth to. Wouldn't that feeling be even more painful than having flesh cut from her body?"
"She waited and longed for this day for so many years. Now that she can finally recognize her own child, she must be very happy, right? Poor