"Dad!"
Just as Chu Ge's eyebrows tightened together, an incredulous voice from Chang Xin echoed in the room.
At this moment, Chang Shao'en had come to stand beside the crushed bread roll that Chu Ge had stepped on, and he knelt down, facing Chu Ge, picking up a piece of residue and stuffing it into his mouth without hesitation.
Even though the piece of residue was already in a terrible state, mixed with the sweat and blood drops from Chang Xin earlier, Chang Shao'en still gobbled it up. Even when he gagged after taking a bite, he persisted in chewing in big bites.
"Dad, what are you doing? Get up, quickly get up!" Chang Xin ran over in two strides, her voice already carrying a sob, placing her trembling hands under Chang Shao'en's arms, trying to pull him up from the ground.
Chang Shao'en didn't glance at Chang Xin at all, his gaze was locked with Chu Ge, filled with bitter pleading, kneeling on the ground steadily, despite Chang Xin's efforts, unable to move him.
