Perhaps Shen Changchuan was just naturally a bit cold-blooded.
Among the fifty or sixty children of the Shen Clan Leader, Shen Fuxing, he shared no real affection with any of them.
Even during the usual New Year's Eve dinners, when the entire large family gathered,
he would just watch coldly from the sidelines,
like an outsider.
Keeping his distance from those so-called brothers and sisters was both a strategy for self-preservation and a reflection of his own nature.
But then again,
since Shen Chong had appeared here today and subtly shown him goodwill,
he wouldn't harbor any ill will toward him in the future.
While he might not be one to repay a small kindness with a grand one,
he could at least be clear about his debts and grievances.
'Speaking of which, that Shen Chong seems really strange...'
Shen Changchuan couldn't help but wonder as he recalled their earlier meeting.
As someone whose Divine Sense had achieved Soul Emergence ahead of schedule,
