Sun Zhengrong left in the afternoon. Before he left, he talked with Uncle Lin for a long time. While their conversation was enjoyable, he was still worried about his son.
"You don't have to worry," Uncle Lin said. "As long as I'm here, the child won't get hurt."
"I'll leave it to you," Sun Zhengrong said.
"Uncle Lin, please tell me truth. Is it dangerous for my father to go back to Dao?" Sun Yunsheng felt that his father's mood had been strange the past few days.
"He does have some things to deal with, but it's not his first time tackling such a problem," Uncle Lin replied. "It's been like this for so many years, you know. Don't worry. Your focus needs to be on curing your disease."
Sun Yunsheng was still worried about his father, but he also knew that his worries could not make any difference.