奔跑

This was the first time that Chu Feng saw Song Xi’s mother cry. Song Xi’s mother was different from Song Xi. While her cultivation was very weak and she had not traveled the world extensively like Song Xi, she was much more composed and mature than he was. Even when Song Xi’s mother was tortured to such a state on the Grand Mountain Monastery, even when Song Xi was completely covered in tears, she did not cry in the slightest. Chu Feng was surprised by her sudden reaction. He felt that there must be a reason for this. “Aunt, you wish to tell me something, right?” “Go ahead and tell me what you want to say. There really is no need for this,” Chu Feng said. After hearing what Chu Feng said, Song Xi’s mother no longer tried to insist on kneeling to him. She got up and sat on a seat and wiped away her tears. Then, she said to Chu Feng, “I know very well what sort of state my body is in. I know that I won’t be able to live for long.” “Lord Chu Feng, I hope that you will be able to help my Xi-boy with one thing. This might be a very excessive request from me. However, you are the only person that I can think of that could help him, that is able to help him.”  “Aunt, go ahead and tell me what it is. If it’s something that I can help with, I will definitely help.” “If it’s something that I am unable to help with, I will also do my best to help,” Chu Feng said.