After speaking, Zeng Chunhui stood up, walked to the side to make a phone call. He deliberately lowered his voice, sounding very mysterious:
"It's still uncertain whether he was let go or sneaked out by himself... But indeed, a few very strange people came last night. I don't know if it's related to them... The surveillance didn't capture anything, and that's what's most frightening to me! My son has already gone mad... He can't give any answers, just complains about me. I didn't expect drinking merfolk blood would put him under so much pressure... Alright, I do need to buy another one, the price doesn't matter, there's not much medicine left, and I have to buy it no matter what..."
When he finished the call, his expression relaxed a bit. He walked over to sit beside Zeng Jun and patted his hand:
"Dad will cure you. When you know the benefits of merfolk blood, you'll understand the good intentions of your father."
