Luo Donglin remained silent without concealing the disdain in his eyes.
"Where is my son?" Frustrated by his lack of response, Mrs. Xu couldn't help but step forward and grab his clothes, "Did you kill him?"
Enduring the pain in his body, Luo Donglin pushed Mrs. Xu away forcefully.
Caught off guard, Zhang Xiaoying reacted quickly and supported Mrs. Xu to prevent her from falling.
"Xiaoying, I know Chunbao has done you wrong, and I don't want to bother you with his matters, but he is my flesh and blood after all. Can you help me find him? Even if he's dead, I need to see his remains!"
Mrs. Xu clutched Zhang Xiaoying's hand tightly, pleading.
Zhang Xiaoying looked at her, "Only this man knows your son's whereabouts, and I don't. After all, I just found out he isn't your son, so I can't simply divine his location out of thin air."
Seeing this, Zhao Chunlei quickly stepped in, "Mother, let's ask this person first."
