Li Ming heard A'niu return, and for a moment, he was somehow stunned.
"Wasn't he killed by the Nanyang Sorcerer?"
"Dad, wasn't this something you handled personally?"
"How could he possibly come back? Could we have been deceived by the Nanyang Sorcerer?"
Li Dahai stood opposite, grinding his back teeth.
"When I went to Nanyang back then, you knew, didn't you, how much it cost me?"
Li Ming looked at the other people in the room, "The rest of you go out first."
The riffraff tactfully walked away.
Wang Dalai was still lying on the sofa, unable to move anything except his eyes.
"It doesn't matter that Dalai is here, he's not going to live much longer, and hearing won't make a difference."
Li Dahai said.
"Dad, can you still ask for the part you exchanged with the Nanyang Sorcerer?"
Li Ming asked anxiously.