Baiyan Village, in Zhao Shi's house.
Under Ding Jiayu's guidance, Zhao Shi's obsession with immortal cultivation had already fallen into a state of delusion.
In front of him, his son Zhao Gaosheng was bound, with a piece of cloth tightly stuffed in his mouth, and he could only whimper.
In Zhao Shi's entire family, only Zhao Gaosheng was accompanying him. He had a son at an old age, and his wife died during childbirth.
Zhao Shi's eyes no longer had the affection for his son that he had in the past. Upon closer inspection, there was only hysterical madness.
"Gaosheng... I have raised you for so long, it's time for you to show filial piety to me..."
"Don't worry. After stepping on the path of immortality, we will still be together, father and son."