“They should be alive,” said Long Junwu hesitantly.

“What does that mean, should be alive?!” roared Long Chen, his eyes scarlet.

When it came to his birth parents, he only remembered their voices and two pairs of warm hands. However, that short scene had allowed Long Chen to sense their love for him. He could feel his father’s expectations for him and the tenderness of his mother. To his parents, he was the heavens, the world.

Although Long Chen didn’t have children yet and so he hadn’t experienced what it meant to be a father, he knew that if anyone dared to touch his child, he would become crazy. In that state, he wouldn’t...