Looking at the bedraggled Hei Dan, Li Yan felt a mix of emotions.
Since his grandfather passed away, perhaps to escape that heart-wrenching place, after handling family affairs, he left Li Family Castle quietly in the night.
Wandering the pugilistic world, almost half a year had passed without him realizing it.
After all, he had lived there for many years, and to say he didn't miss it would be a lie.
Occasionally, he would dream of the scene where the old man would sing Qin opera at sunset, waiting for his return.
When he woke up, his collar was already soaked with tears.
Hei Dan, that playmate, might have been the only person in Li Family Castle who was still quite good to him.
When he left, he didn't manage to say goodbye, never thinking they'd meet again like this.
"Yan... Brother Yan, sob..."
The child was obviously terrified, taking a while before he recognized Li Yan, and even then couldn't speak a full sentence clearly.
