<h4>Chapter 1303 – Be Strong</h4>


    After all, Ji Mo Ya was the most concerned about Little Treasure. Now that the former was now awake, he naturally wanted to meet Little Treasure.


    When Snow Sage received the news, he immediately brought Little Treasure and rushed to the Ji Mo n without hesitation.


    Ji Mo Wu Chang’s attention was focused on the worry of the Ji Mo n having no sessor. He only arranged for an elder to apany Snow Sage to meet Ji Mo Ya.


    This n elder was also the one that held the greatest displeasure about Little Treasure’s bloodline. However, because of Snow Sage’s prestige and Little Treasure had been brought away by Snow Sage, this elder withheld his displeasure.


    When the elder saw Little Treasure returning to the Ji Mo n, his face immediately darkened. However, he did notment because Snow Sage was present.


    Snow Sage naturally did not bother with about one n elder and brought Little Treasure directly to the courtyard.


    Ji Mo Ya was leaning against the bed; due to the long period of being unconscious, his body was damaged and still weak. However, his poise was still as noble as before, only his face carried a trace of unhealthy paleness.


    With Snow Sage’s abilities, he naturally managed to observe Ji Mo Ya’s current state and sighed in his heart.


    Ji Mo Ya had not seen Little Treasure for four years. When thetter entered his vision, Ji Mo Ya noticed that Little Treasure had grown taller, he had also grown skinnier and tanned.


    His young face possessed traces of determination now and no longer contained the innocence and wildness of the past. There was also a trace of calmness within his eyes.


    To Ji Mo Ya, it felt like Little Treasure had grown up just after one nap. However, as a father, such growth brought both pride and heartache.


    Little Treasure might have learnt to be calm now. Still, upon seeing his father for the first time after four years, he could not help but to reveal an expression of excitement while his eyes immediately turned red.


    After mumbled a soft, “Father.” Little Treasure half knelt beside the bed and grabbed Ji Mo Ya’s hand tightly, not rxing.


    To Little Treasure, the scene from four years ago was akin to a nightmare. Even until now, no one had told him what happened to his mother. Yet he knew that it was certainly not as simple as what his father and Snow Sage told him; about his mother being unable to meet him because she was heavily injured and needed to recuperate.


    Next, his father suddenly exited seclusion and went unconscious after vomiting blood.


    Little Treasure’s mind was nk at that time, he could only feel fear and terror.


    By the time he got back to his senses, Lord Snow Sage had already brought him to the borders and told him to be strong.


    Initially, he spent the nights after separating from his father crying under the nkets and fearing to let anyone else know.


    Little Treasure did not know what happened. He was a child who felt as though he was the happiest in the world and then suddenly had his mother missing in one night, and everyone was keeping it a secret. His father was injured, and it was unknown when he would wake up.


    The two great pirs of his happiness copsed at the same time. Even though Snow Sage was caring for him now, Little Treasure knew that no one can treat him as well as his parents.


    Little Treasure matured in that night, he no longer acted fearlessly and na?ve because there was no longer anyone giving him protection and backing him unconditionally.


    He worked hard and followed Snow Sage’s advice; bing obedient and sensible, no longer causing trouble while he worked hard on cultivating. He no longer cried silently at night and could only rely on himself and he grit his teeth to grow in this world where his parents could no longer protect him.


    Little Treasure thought he had became determined enough. Still, when he saw the familiar face of his father, he could only grab his father’s hand firmly, not wanting to let it go.


    Ji Mo Ya felt that Little Treasure’s hands were applying his full strength to the point that it was trembling.


    He patted his son’s shoulder and gently said, “It is good that you return!”


    A drop of warm tear dripped onto the back of the father and son’s hands. Ji Mo Ya instantly felt his heart aching as he looked at Little Treasure with a gaze that was so gentle that water would flow out.