Zhao Qin, standing to the side, clearly had no idea what Li Huowang was talking about.
As he clenched his fists, about to say something, an elderly woman's voice caught his attention, and he could no longer focus on his original thoughts.
"Look, husband, our son has come back again."
Shocked, he turned to look at his wife, only to find clarity in her eyes for the first time in thirty years.
"You… you recognize me?" Zhao Qin rushed to her side, excitedly taking her hands in his.
"Husband, look how good our son is. So young, yet he knows how to show filial piety. He knows I like freshly fried dough sticks, and he went out early in the morning just to buy them for me."
The old woman said this as she gently bit the corner of the young boy's clothes with her loose teeth.
Following this, to their astonishment, the disciples of the Longteng Escort Agency saw tears streaming down their normally stoic Chief Escort's face.
