"Dad, you... what happened to you? Why are you suddenly talking about this?" a shade of unease appeared on Lin Changfeng's face.
After scanning Lin Changfeng's body a couple of times, Lin Zhennan inhaled deeply and slowly began to speak, "Changfeng, I may have to leave!"
Upon hearing this from Lin Zhennan, Lin Changfeng's body jolted as if struck by electricity, trembling uncontrollably, and his face became stiff at that moment.
After a long pause, Lin Changfeng forced a strained smile onto his face, "Dad, what are you talking about? How could you possibly leave when you're perfectly fine?"
"Changfeng, your uncle Zhenbei is already dead, you know that!"
"Dad, we will avenge this sooner or later!"
"Changfeng, revenge must be taken, but it's difficult!" Lin Zhennan exhaled deeply and continued, "This bastard has Qin Pojun, that old thief, and Qin Rumeng backing him. Messing with him would set off a chain reaction!"
