Nangong Jin wasn't in a hurry; he knew that Li Hui and Nangong Tiancheng needed some time to adjust, after all, it was their hard work.
Finally, Li Hui looked at Nangong Tiancheng and slowly spoke, "Your Uncle Yan had mentioned this before, that if you and Xuanxuan got together, he would ask you to give it up, dismantling the Netherworld Pavilion, and staying away from the underworld, because he fears it's unsafe and doesn't want Xuanxuan to live in constant fear."
"Oh?" Nangong Jin raised an eyebrow, "What do you think?"
"We definitely agree," Li Hui said. "The Netherworld Pavilion is not more important than your happiness, nor any of our children's happiness. If anyone is wary, I would rather not have the Netherworld Pavilion, because we can start a business again, but happiness is one-of-a-kind. Once lost, it might never come back."
Facing Li Hui's profound understanding and sense of duty, Nangong Jin felt warmth in his heart, "Mom..."
