"I'll make a call and ask."
Song Bin took out a Nokia from the bag behind him.
He dialed a number.
A middle-aged voice came through after a while, "Who's this?"
"Is this Song Yan? It's me, your dad, Song Bin."
Song Bin's eyes moistened upon hearing the voice.
"What do you want, calling me?" The voice of Song Yan, clearly stunned for a moment.
"I have left Yinyuezong. Where are you now? I'd like to come over," said Song Bin, his voice choked, "and pay a visit to your mom's grave on the way."
"No need to come. Our family is living in harmony now. It's not appropriate for an outsider like you to show up," Song Yan said on the other end.
Feng Lin couldn't help but frown at this.
He snatched the phone and said into it, "How can you talk to your dad like that? It's not like he did it on purpose. Yinyuezong wouldn't let him out."
"Who the hell are you? What's it to you what's going on between us?"
The voice of Song Yan rose a few notches.
