No one understood a son better than his father. From Han Changming's understanding of Han Benlin, once he set his mind on something, he would not change it because of others' persuasion.
To put it bluntly, Han Benlin was prone to being stubborn. Once he decided on something, not even nine oxen could pull him back.
Han Benlin had left the market city to travel. To keep them from finding him, he had certainly altered his appearance. Perhaps he had even gone to some remote cultivation planet where no cultivators knew him.
Han Benlin had deliberately hidden from them, so finding him would be difficult. Searching the vast starry domain for a Nascent Soul Cultivator was no different from fishing a needle out of the sea.
"Had I known this would happen, I would have gone to Thousand Spirits Planet. With me keeping an eye on him, he probably wouldn't have dared leave the market city on his own."
Ye Xin spoke regretfully, her face filled with self-reproach.
If something had happened to Han Benlin, she truly would not know how to answer to Ye Xue.
"This isn't your fault. We warned him again and again, but he refused to listen. There was nothing we could do. He has quite a few treasures on him, and with how quick-witted he is, he should be fine."
Though Han Changming said this, a trace of worry flickered deep within his eyes.
This was Han Benlin's first journey far from home, traveling alone. If he truly encountered some trouble, he might not be able to handle it by himself.
After chatting for a while, Han Changming returned to his quarters to rest.
Entering a secret chamber, Han Changming injected spiritual power into the Creation Gourd and successively refined seven top-grade Blood Ganoderma Pills