Li Changqing approached and found Su Zheng's gaze wandering. Although his strength had returned, Su Zheng no longer possessed the domineering aura he once had.
Instead, the feeling of panic was growing stronger.
It seemed as though his mind was no longer stable.
"Su Zheng, your family is coming to get you later," Li Changqing said, trying to probe.
"Family?" Su Zheng suddenly looked at Wu Santong in front of him, then clumsily rushed over, his face filled with joy as he said to Wu Santong, "Dear grandson, have you come to pick up your fourth granduncle? How have you been? Did you get into MIT?"
Caught off guard by Su Zheng's enthusiastic grip, Wu Santong felt a bit uncomfortable for a moment.
But Wu Santong noticed a trace of tranquility in Su Zheng's eyes.
Could this old man really have gone mad?
Su Zheng held onto Wu Santong's hand and wouldn't let go, clearly feeling a sense of security beside Wu Santong.
