"I wonder if Mom has come out of seclusion yet, and Dad not answering the Communication Stone... could he be fighting again?" Chen Jiuge worried as nobody answered the call after a long time.
Eventually, a figure appeared on the screen, shirtless with his back to the camera, as Chen Chen's dull voice rang out, "Son, what's up?"
"Uh, Dad, why are you facing away from me?" Chen Jiuge seemed puzzled.
"It's nothing. What's the matter? I've got urgent business to attend to soon," Chen Chen said, waving his hand impatiently.
"It's not really a big deal. I just took on a Heavenly Immortal as my master. There's a disciple ceremony ten years from now, and my master asked me to have our family attend it. I was discussing with you who should come," Chen Jiuge explained.
"What did you say?" Chen Chen's face smashed against the Communication Stone.
Looking at those bruised eyes, Chen Jiuge twitched the corner of his mouth. "Dad, are your eyes okay?"
