Zhao Qin, who was 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 made him forget all about it.
"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 at how good our son is. He's so young, yet he knows how to be a filial son. He knows I like freshly fried dough sticks, so he went out early this morning just to buy them for me."
As the old woman spoke, she gently bit the corner of the young boy's clothes with her loose teeth.
Then, to their astonishment, the disciples of the Longteng Escort Agency saw tears streaming down their normally stoic Chief Escort's face.
Zhao Qin went over and embraced his wife, breaking down into sobs. "Feng Xia… I've wronged you so much!"
