The old man's husky voice sounded like a collapsing building, crashing down with earth and stones, heavy as it hit the ground.
Echoing with a rumbling sound.
"Does Tieshan cry too?"
Su Huan's voice carried a hint of simple confusion.
Noticing something was off, Qi Zhenbang stopped what he was doing and walked over.
A few officers, like Mountain Goat, quietly gathered around.
Seeing Iron Old Man's expression, Qi Zhenbang's face changed, and he exclaimed, "Dad!"
In an instant, the strain in Qi Zhenbang's mind snapped, and he suddenly looked up at the conductor standing opposite Iron Old Man.
But before he could speak, a big hand pressed down on his head.
With Qi Zhenbang's strength, he could easily break free, but realizing it was Iron Old Man's hand, Qi Zhenbang hesitated for a moment, then was held down, bending lower and lower in a daze.
Iron Old Man's straight back also bent down.
