He thought his daughter would surely wait for him to find her.

"They have a very good relationship, you could say they have an extremely good relationship."

“My dad went up the mountain and encountered a tiger; he died.”

“My mother couldn’t bear such a huge change. She missed my father so much that she fell ill and eventually passed away not long after.

Xia Lan looked sadly at the box, which represented the darkest period of the original owner's life.

If it weren't for Qin Yu's appearance, Xia Lan would be in a very different state.

"How could this be..."

The old man trembled upon hearing this devastating news.

"Don't be too sad for my mother. She taught me from a young age that since I'm here, I should make the best of it."

"A person who has lost the light of life is already dead."

"Rather than her torturing herself like this, perhaps this is the best ending, so she can stay with her father."

Xia Lan's words of comfort were more painful for the old man than bad news.

"My precious treasure."

"I've taken such good care of her for so many years..."

The old man couldn't help but shed tears.

"Back then, you two separated, and my mother couldn't find you. She was alone in a place like this. How was she supposed to survive?"

"It's not like giving her this gold will guarantee her a good life!"

"Grandma Wu took her with her so that she could barely make a living in the village, but she absolutely could not take out the gold."

"Take it out, and what will she face..."

You wouldn't want to know.

Xia Lan's words made the old man freeze.

Xia Lan looked at him with piercing eyes.