His eyes were bright, his back was ramrod straight, and his entire being radiated a renewed vigor.
Presumably, resuming his practice of the Imperial Body Refining Technique these past few years, coupled with the nourishment of Spiritual Energy, had greatly improved his body, which had been depleted by years of hard labor.
"Ah Feng!"
Upon seeing Qin Feng's figure, a brilliant, heartfelt smile instantly bloomed on Qin Dahai's face.
It was a complex emotion, a mixture of pride, longing, and relief.
"Dad."
Qin Feng smiled too. As he looked at his father's familiar face on the screen, he felt the string in his heart, taut from years of arduous training, quietly loosen.
"You kid, so you do remember how to call home!"
Qin Dahai's tone carried a hint of feigned reproach. "Is everything alright over there in Canaan? I hear the competition is fierce. You're all alone there, so don't push yourself too hard. If you're short on money, just tell us. I have some…"
"Dad, I'm doing great."
