Chapter 494: Luken (I)
Li Yuanjiao rode the wind along the northern foothills of Mount Dali, the mountains and rivers passing swiftly beneath him. Spirit mist poured out of the Profound Patterned Bottle, shrouding him as he flew onward with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression calm and composed.
Xijun should be able to manage it... Although the old man is stubborn, he is aging and in poor health. A little tact might coax him out.
Li Yuanjiao's face darkened. He had always felt dissatisfied with Li Xuanxuan's neglect of his own health.
He really likes dragging things out…
Li Yuanjiao suddenly recalled a moment from his youth when his mother, Mu Yalu, had sat with him alone in the yard. She was still young then, with her flowing silky hair draping over her shoulders.
She always told him gently—"Your father… is a very boring man. He loves only one thing in this life—the Li Family. Even Xiu'er barely made it to the list. Li Xuanxuan doesn't even love himself, maybe he's even disappointed in himself. He never takes care of himself and looks down on himself, thinking that his life is probably worth less than a few pieces of Spirit Stones."
At the time, Li Yuanjiao still did not understand what she meant, but now, witnessing his father's state, the truth finally dawned upon him.
Among all the members of the Li Family, he only looks down on himself. After the old ancestor's death, he has lost all interest in living. He keeps drawing talismans day and night, longing for death yet afraid to embrace it.
Li Yuanjiao felt a pang in his heart, but yet could not bring himself to say those words out loud.