Elder Zhao's eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life.
A stream of murky tears flowed out.
He was already close to a hundred years old, and Elder Zhao could be considered to have experienced many dangers in his life.
In the past, he had hoped that the Zhao Family would flourish, and become a clan with a name on the Nine Regions Continent.
With the help of his granddaughter, Shuning, he had fulfilled his lifelong dream.
But at this point.
Only then did he understand.
What he wanted the most was the safety of everyone within the Zhao Family.
Under Shuning's lead, the Zhao Family grew more and more prosperous, but the burden of this small child was indescribable.
But she never said it.
Just like now.
She clearly came back after experiencing life and death, but she just raised her head and called him grandpa.
"Little girl, you're finally back."