"Dad..." Wan Chu'er timidly called out.
Wan Shiguo's face began to contort in agony as he looked at Wan Chu'er, "Chuchu, my Chuchu, take good care of your mother."
Then starting from his feet, he gradually turned into powder, a gust of wind blew him away, disappearing into thin air.
"No!" Wan Chu'er screamed heart-wrenchingly, reaching out her hand to grasp Wan Shiguo, but as soon as her hand touched his body, that part immediately turned into dust and flew away from her grip.
"Dad, please, Dad, please don't leave... Mom is already gone... Dad, give me one more chance, this time I will definitely... definitely find you and rescue you... Dad..."
In the end, Wan Shiguo still disappeared without even a trace of powder left behind. Wan Chu'er felt an excruciating pain in her heart, it coiled up, and she felt like she was about to die.
