"Dad...!!!" Song Yun looked at the man who had appeared in his dreams countless times since childhood and finally called out with a trembling voice.
"Now is not the time for us to chat. Give me Qingluan. It will be too late if we wait any longer." Song Ergou looked at Song Yun with a smile, his eyes filled with gratification.
Without any hesitation, Song Yun handed Qingluan over to Song Ergou.
"I'll take Qingluan and go first. Take this, drink it, then seek revenge. My son, Song Ergou, cannot be a man who breaks his word." Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Song Ergou handed over a bottle of white liquid to Song Yun.
"What is this...?" Song Yun asked confusedly as he looked at Song Ergou.
"This is good stuff. I need to go now, your mother is waiting for me outside." Song Ergou said and immediately carried the unconscious Qingluan downstairs.
"Bai Ze!" A hint of solemnity flashed in Kunpeng's eyes.
