Tian Qinglian sat alone on a tree, watching Ling Yun's clone teach many things to his son, Nu Huang. However, she was confused by them because he didn't teach his son to fight, but rather, he taught him manners and basic things. "What exactly happened? Why is he teaching his son such trivial things? His son is already over 20 years old, so he shouldn't need to teach him such things."
"That's because my son has been in an unusual state since he was a child, and he remained in that state until a few days ago." Tian Qinglian turned to Nu Shen, who had just jumped to her side. "That's why his father taught him the basic things in life, or he would have had difficulty adapting to social life when he joined another sect."
"An unusual state?"
