Madam Long had not done anything excessive; Long Xingtian simply gave her a gentle reminder, speaking earnestly and with concern. Madam Long grew angry, accusing him of not caring about their son. He offered no explanation, nor did he wish to. It is foolish to argue with a woman in a temper, as they can turn things you have never done into accusations. After all, once Long Xingtian had said his piece, he spoke no further. Whether Madam Long wished to hit or scold him, he had no intention of resisting.
Madam Long left the room furiously and went to her own meditation chamber, her eyes reddening as she sat on the bed and secretly wiped away tears. In truth, she knew that the chances of her son being alive were slim. However, the Life-Death Bead given by Master Kumu had not shattered, and that was her only hope. As long as this hope remained, she would not give up the search for her son.