"Dad... he really is my dad..." After receiving confirmation from Hu Fei, Nanrong Hao's face turned pale in an instant, mumbling to himself with a look of deep sorrow.
"Haozi, death is irretrievable, don't be too sad." Hu Fei sighed, not knowing how to comfort Nanrong Hao.
"Let me go."
Upon hearing this, the two field personnel cast their eyes toward Hu Fei. Seeing the latter nod in approval, they immediately withdrew their hands from Nanrong Hao's shoulders. After they left, Nanrong Hao stood up on his own, his body weak, staggering toward Nanrong Yuan's corpse before falling to his knees with a thud.
"Dad!"
After a long time, Nanrong Hao let out a hoarse scream as if releasing all the pent-up emotions in his heart at that moment.
