“Let the past be the past. The ancestral legacy can’t be defended. As long as you’re capable, rebuilding is always a possibility and not a bad choice.” Li Qiye advised.

Youzheng smiled awkwardly: “Young Noble, please don’t laugh, but we have no abilities to speak of and can’t replicate the task of our ancestors. I’m only wishing for enough luck that our estate will survive the disaster.”

He sighed and continued with a bitter smile: “I won’t live for much longer now and will return to the soil. While I still have some breaths remaining, I might as well try my best for future descendants and die without regrets. Plus, dying at home is all I can ask...