The ox cart moved slowly, and the atmosphere was a bit oppressive.
Shen Wenxing sat on the cart holding his younger sister, looked at his father driving the cart, hesitated for a moment, then spoke.
"The masters say that fighting for life and death is one of the quickest ways for a martial artist to break through. I've been stuck at my current realm for a year..."
"But you can't gamble with your life!" Shen Yuan shouted angrily in a rare display of anger!
Having been in this world for more than thirty years, he had dreamed of making a name for himself and giving his family a good life.
But the thought of sending his not-yet-fourteen-year-old son to the battlefield filled his heart with wrenching pain!
"Father."
Despite being scolded, Shen Wenxing did not stop talking. Instead, he smiled and said, "Wenping and Wen'an are only four, and Ah Nu is just eight."
"We have more than seventy acres of land, as well as orchards and forests to look after."
