At Jianghai Train Station, amidst the bustling crowd, Fu Bufan gazed up at his drunken father, Fu Guosheng, his bright eyes filled with confusion.
"Dad, where are you taking me?"
Even though Fu Bufan had asked this many times, each time he did, his father just glared at him and didn't respond. Yet, he still couldn't help but ask once more.
"I don't know!"
Fu Guosheng answered, but his answer was the equivalent of not saying anything.
It wasn't that Fu Guosheng didn't want to answer, he genuinely did not know where he was going.
No matter where he went, his primary goal was to leave Jianghai.
Seeing the father and son about to merge into the crowd and enter the train station, Fu Guosheng abruptly gulped down a mouthful of liquor, cracked a bitter smile, and decided on a destination.
However, Fu Guosheng's decision was akin to randomly buying a lottery ticket, intending to pick a place randomly.
