His eardrums were buzzing, and even the scenery in front of him seemed to be distorted.
Lu Xin felt as if he had been swept into a chaotic tide as his father howled in anger. He felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, and this feeling made him feel like opening everything with a loud roar.
His father stared at him as if waiting for his answer.
However, Lu Xin only frowned and did not answer, as if he could not hear anything.
"If they all die, who's going to pay the children?"
Her mother said with a smile. Under the light, she looked charming and elegant as she sat on the sofa with her legs crossed.
As she spoke, Lu Xin finally felt a sense of calmness.
And her voice was still slowly ringing out, " if everyone is dead, who will maintain the operation of this city? "
"Would an empty city be interesting?"
“..”
His father couldn't answer the question, but his breathing became obviously heavy.
