"Ershan, before your Uncle Zhao left, he told me to discuss anything that came up with you. Now he and his son have been gone for so long without a single word. I don't know how they're doing. Could you find a way to ask around?"
Zhao Cuilian and her mother both looked at Yu Ershan with hopeful eyes, treating him entirely as the one they could rely on.
"Auntie, it's not that I don't want to ask. Ever since my older brother left with Uncle Zhao and the others, all news has been sealed off. There's no way to find out anything now."
Yu Ershan forced himself to speak with some energy.
His health had never been good, and winter was especially hard on him. Ever since Yu Dashan had left, he'd barely slept. He was worried, and he also had to keep watch at night.
The Blessed Land's conscription of those who had reached Perfection of Fetal Movement or the Great Accomplishment stage didn't mean that the people left behind were safe.
Those great figures didn't spare them so much as a glance.
In recent days, there had been several incidents of people sneaking in under cover of night.
If the official in charge of this area hadn't brutally killed off several groups, things would've descended into total chaos by now.
"Then what are we supposed to do? I've been feeling uneasy these past couple of days. I can't shake the feeling something's happened."
"Mother, what are you saying? Father, my brother, and Brother Dashan will all be fine."
Zhao Cuilian hurriedly cut her off.
But the worry in her eyes was no less than her mother's. She was only forcing herself to hold it in.
"That's right, Auntie. Don't worry too much. Maybe they'll be back in