Facing this warm scene, Chen Shan's eyes held a trace of affection.
But the expression didn't resemble the love for future descendants; instead, it was like an old farmer looking at the burgeoning sprouts, appreciating the good harvest this year.
"Have Chen Zian and the others been behaving recently?"
His deep voice sounded.
"Very well-behaved, it seems they've accepted their fate."
A faint voice emerged from the shadows.
"Accepting their fate is right, for I, the ancestor, am their destiny..." Chen Shan said leisurely, "Has that child come to Celestial City Star?"
"Yes, he has reported in, but we can't reach him at the moment."
The voice replied.
"Hehe, that child has endless ties with that thing; as long as we get him, our years of waiting will be worthwhile!"
"By then, the Human Race... heh heh~"
Chen Shan showed a faint, sinister smile, chilling enough to make one tremble; it was clearly a kind elderly face, but it inexplicably felt unfamiliar, unlike the Human Race...
