Shen Mochen stopped what he was doing, falling silent for a moment.
"You can't feel it now, but you still have more than a dozen months of rising period..." Xia Qingrou, obviously unable to guess Shen Mochen's thoughts, sighed deeply, her gaze distant, "Lately, I feel increasingly helpless, even though I'm giving it my all, I'm just not as powerful as before... Yuncui sister must feel the same these past two years..."
Shen Mochen looked up at her, "Do you really wish to remain powerful forever?"
"Who wouldn't want that, but it's impossible," Xia Qingrou said softly, laughing as she touched her hair by her ear, her voice subdued, "My superpower is very simple, without sufficient power, it's really not enough, I might even retire earlier than Yuncui sister..."
Shen Mochen was silent for a while, then continued slowly chopping vegetables.
Tap tap tap... the knife continued its monotonous melody on the cutting board.
