Zheng Kaiyuan is very busy and only has free time at night.
Luo Ying usually wouldn't bother him, but this time she couldn't care less because of her daughter.
She took a bath and changed her clothes, dressed herself up nicely, and went straight into the Immortal Venerable's residence.
Zheng Kaiyuan is reviewing the roster of participants for this Immortal-Demon Conference.
After bowing, Luo Ying brought out the prepared ginseng soup:
"Immortal Venerable, please don't overwork yourself. Have a bowl of ginseng soup and rest for a while."
Zheng Kaiyuan's eyes never left the roster as he calmly said, "Put it down."
Luo Ying awkwardly put down her hands, walked closer to Zheng Kaiyuan, and gently placed her soft, boneless hands on his shoulders.
"Immortal Venerable, you've had a long day. Let me give you a shoulder massage."
Zheng Kaiyuan put down the roster, turned around, looked directly at Luo Ying, and said in a very cold voice: "Luo Ying, you have crossed the line."
Luo Ying's heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her hand, her grievances welling up inside her.
"The Immortal Venerable is right. It was Luo Ying who overstepped her bounds. I have been indulging in wishful thinking all along. How could a withered flower like me be worthy of the noble Immortal Venerable!"
Luo Ying looked desperate and helpless.
Zheng Kaiyuan softened his tone: "There's no need to bring up old stories anymore. You're a mother now, and you should learn to manage your own emotions."
Luo Ying gave a bitter smile, tears streaming down her face.
"Yes, I've become a mother. But where is my child? Where is she? Has she suffered? Is she still alive? I, as her mother, don't know! How can I, the Immortal Venerable, find peace? How can you expect a mother to watch her child suffer?"
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