Several hours later, Ling Chen finally drove to the seaside where Su He resided.
It was still the same standalone cabin. At this time, night had fallen, and clusters of waves hit the shore, bringing the continual sounds of the surf.
Looking at the dim yellow light inside the cabin, Ling Chen parked the car, then, carrying Ling Kun, walked towards the cabin. As he approached the door without having to knock, he saw Su He, showing signs of age, open the door and appear at the entrance.
Su He took a glance at the unconscious Ling Kun and asked, "Who is he?"
"Elder Su, this is my father, Ling Kun."
"Come in."
Once inside, Ling Chen gently placed Ling Kun on the bed and took the blanket from Su He to cover Ling Kun, to prevent him from catching cold.
"What happened to him?" Su He inquired.
