You saluted Du Ping'an: "Hello, Grandpa Du."
"Good, good." Du Ping'an almost choked, taking several deep breaths to steady himself.
Wei Tong, who was sitting beside him, squinted his eyes, frowning and staring at you, occasionally glancing at Du Ping'an: "Lao Du, it's just a child, no need to get so worked up."
"I'm happy, I like it!" Du Ping'an jerked his head up, pretending to be tough like he was stepped on his tail.
"Fine! You're the commander now, I won't argue with you. Anyway, I'm telling you, if you don't tell me where that kid is, I'll stay at your place!"
"I've got plenty of rooms; you, Old Wei, can stay as long as you like!"
Du Ping'an rolled his eyes at Wei Tong, then turned to your mother. He clearly knew your mother's temperament; if it wasn't for something urgent, you wouldn't visit so late at night.
Your mother walked up to Du Ping'an, her face immediately collapsed, tears couldn't be stopped and flowed down: "Uncle Du, Keng Ge has been captured!"
