The dinner at Mrs. Zhang's was very simple, just a pot of hand-grabbed meat braised rice. The rice was fine, the meat was premium mutton, complemented by small pickles and crispy rice crust. The family enjoyed it immensely.
"Second Lady, how is your Martial Dao practice going?" Zhang Chen asked.
Upon hearing Zhang Chen's words, Mrs. Zhang smiled warmly and said, "I've now comprehended the wonders of the Dark Force, especially recently, meditating with you all and contemplating the Divine Soul Dao. It has refined my grasp of Martial Dao practice and I've gained some insights into Huajin."
Zhang Chen nodded in satisfaction, "If you ever feel unwell, do let me know early so we can avoid any mishaps."
After all, Mrs. Zhang was his elder and a woman, so Zhang Chen was reluctant to physically assess her bones to check her Martial Dao progress. All he could do was sense whether the flow of Qi Blood inside Mrs. Zhang was normal.
