Jiangli and Fu Shiyan did not stay long in the café. After conveying Liao Qianqian’s words to her parents, Jiangli rose to take her leave.
As for what Liao’s parents would choose to do in the future, it was no longer her concern.
However, just as Jiangli stood up, Liao’s father suddenly called out to her.
Jiangli looked over, "Yes?"
Clutching his palm tightly, Liao’s father asked with a mix of nervousness and anticipation, "Abbot, I want to ask, can Qianqian still come back to us?"
Jiangli paused, "I think what I said earlier was very clear."
"No, no, that’s not what I mean, Abbot..."
Liao’s father, realizing Jiangli misunderstood, waved his hands repeatedly, "I meant to ask the Abbot, if we were to have another child, could Qianqian come back to us in some other way?"
Everyone was somewhat shocked.
No one expected Liao’s father to mean that.
Jiangli looked at them, her expression inscrutable.
After a moment, she asked with a trace of doubt, "Do you parents really love your children so much?"
Liao’s parents were taken aback.
Fu Shiyan and Xia Xin unconsciously turned their gaze towards Jiangli.
Jiangli’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she harbored deep skepticism and doubt.
It was not doubt towards Liao’s parents, but towards the relationship between all fathers and sons in the world.
"Qianqian is our child, our flesh and blood, a piece of me, of course we can’t bear to part with her!" Liao’s mother wiped the corner of her eyes and stood up with the support of the table, "Abbot, you are still young and have never been a parent, you might not understand that there are no parents in this world who do not love their children."
A flash of irony appeared in Jiangli’s eyes.
It was as if that emotion had never appeared.
No one else noticed the anomaly.
Jiangli then said calmly, "Everything is subject to fate, nothing is certain."
Having said that, Jiangli nodded slightly as a greeting, then stepped away to leave.
Fu Shiyan and the others followed Jiangli one after another, leaving as well.
Liao’s parents stood in place, looking at each other, a touch of confusion in their eyes, not quite comprehending the meaning of Jiangli’s words.
Nothing is certain...
So is there still a chance for Qianqian to come back?
"Don’t give this too much thought, you can’t force these matters. If it’s meant to be, there will definitely be an opportunity," Xun Tianhai said, lagging a step behind to speak to Liao’s parents, "You must be tired from the past few days. Go home and rest early. If the police have any new information, I will notify you."
Liao’s parents nodded their heads and bowed to thank Xun Tianhai.
Xun Tianhai waved his hand, went to pay the coffee bill, then left first.
Jiangli and Fu Shiyan were still standing by the main road outside the café.
Xun Tianhai quickly came out and walked straight to them, "Abbot."
Seeing him, Jiangli took out two talismans and handed them to Xun Tianhai.
Xun Tianhai recognized one as an amulet, but the other one he could not quite place.
Xun Tianhai couldn’t help asking, "Abbot, what is this talisman?"
"It’s a warning talisman I drew for fun, it can foresee a crisis once," Jiangli explained, "Give it to Meng Hongyao, it might come in handy."
Xun Tianhai had never heard of such a talisman, but from what Jiangli said, it seemed to be her own invention.
In the Xuanmen, there are specialists in talisman making, and all the talismans used today have been researched and developed from ancient times to the present by various talisman experts.
However, there are hardly any talisman experts left in the Xuanmen now, and no new types of talismans have emerged for nearly hundreds of years.
Unexpectedly, Jiangli managed to develop a new type of talisman.
Xun Tianhai took it, his curiosity piqued, "I originally thought the Abbot was a Taoist Doctor, but now, it seems the Abbot is also a talisman expert?"