It's just that Zhang the Third's nephew, after finishing his work every day, would stand outside the cave dwelling, staring blankly for a while.
Zhang the Third watched, knowing the thoughts in the heart of this nephew of his. After scolding him twice, seeing that he didn't cause any trouble, he just let him be.
After all, everyone has their obsessions. Whose dream isn't to walk the great path of cultivation and become a cultivator above common people?
Even Zhang the Third himself, when he was young, harbored such thoughts, but his talents weren't enough to break through.
And this nephew is only seventeen, just past the age set by the West Platform City authority for free public education at sixteen. His aspirations hadn't yet been worn away.
Perhaps in a few more years, he won't think of these things anymore.
A few days later in the morning, Chen Yan opened the cave dwelling and came out.
