Old Master Sheng's chest was heaving non-stop, as if he was trying hard to adjust his emotions.
"Mr. Sheng, let's go." The police urged Sheng Bowen, reminding him not to waste any more time.
Sheng Bowen didn't say anything else. He had nothing to say to Sheng Kai, so he spoke to Old Master Sheng. "Grandpa, don't be angry. It's your birthday today. Don't forget that Eighth Brother is still here. If something really happened, he wouldn't be so calm. Believe in me and believe in Eighth Brother. Don't let those people take advantage of the situation. I'll be back soon."
Old Master Sheng didn't look in Sheng Kai's direction. He only said one thing to Sheng Bowen, "I won't let anything happen to my grandson."
This sentence was akin to slapping Sheng Kai's face. In the past, Old Master Sheng had doted on his eighth son. Now, Old Master Sheng doted on his third son. However, he had never truly cared about his second son.
