As the elderly man was escorted inside, the prison guard behind showed no trace of emotion as he spoke, then the two of them left.
4086?
The esteemed founder of the Ou Group, upon arriving here, loses his name and becomes merely a string of numbers?
Ou Mucen stared intently at the person stepping towards him from the doorway. For some reason, the feeling of heaviness in his chest seemed to become increasingly unbearable.
"You really came? I thought you'd never come to see me again."
Likewise, Ou Qichang was observing his son, noting that although he's been watched since his entry, the light in his eyes had no warmth whatsoever, which made him feel somewhat self-mocking and somber.
Ou Mucen remained silent, just sitting there looking at him.
Unable to withstand his gaze, Ou Qichang finally sat down in front of him, bowing his old face: "I asked you to come today, not for anything else, but because I heard your mother was in trouble, so I called you to inquire."
