"There was a trace of Min'er and Li Yan's vital energy left in that jade slip. We might mistake Li Yan's, but how could our own daughter's vital energy be false? You're overthinking this."
"What if they were captured?"
"Stop letting your imagination run wild all day. If they were captured, why would they send word back without demanding any treasure? Were the villains trying to comfort us?"
Wei Zhongran could not help gently rubbing his brow with two fingers.
He did not know how many times he had explained these things, yet Zhao Zhi acted as though she had forgotten asking the same questions over and over.
"I went to 'Returning Home' just yesterday. Five years ago, I also asked them to determine where Min'er and the others had sent their message from on Qingqing Continent. There should be an answer soon.
"I've decided to wait at most one more year. Whether any news comes or not, I'll go there then."
Five years ago, Wei Zhongran had failed to learn where Zhao Min and Li Yan had sent their message from. He had immediately spent an enormous sum of spirit stones, asking them to trace the source of that information and send it back to him as quickly as possible.
Even so, they had said it would take at least around five years to deliver the news back.
The reason was simple. The Desolate Moon Continent was too remote, and the experts of "Returning Home" who traveled back and forth from here were few and far between.
Wei Zhongran had originally intended to ask his master, Da Cen, to spare some time to look after the Wei clan while he sought an opportunity to travel to Qingqing Continent.
Unfortunately, Da Cen had long since gone out in search of