Cao Zhen clearly remembers, before crossing over, when he was still young, accompanying his parents to see those half-familiar strangers, his parents would often pull him aside and tell him, this is Uncle Liu, that is Aunt Zhang, and make him greet them.
And now, his own wife, is pulling their child aside and telling the child, this is their father.
This scene is so similar to the one he experienced in his childhood.
He really doesn't count as a good father.
Cao Zhen sighed, looking at his child, for a moment, he didn't know what to say.
After all, all these years he had only watched his child through China Cloud, suddenly seeing his child in person, he also felt a sense of estrangement.
For a moment, beneath the mountain gate of Four Treasures Peak, it fell into a peculiar silence.
Just as Cao Zhen was contemplating how to alleviate this awkwardness, two figures flew over from afar.
All around, everyone seeing the newcomers began greeting them one after another.
