As he heard Li Huowang’s words, Zhao Qin was clearly quite confused. He could not understand what Li Huowang was saying. 0

Just as he clenched his fists tightly and was about to say something, an old voice rang out, making him forget everything. 0

“Husband, look. Our son is back.”0

Shocked, Zhao Qin turned back to look at his wife. He was surprised to find that his wife’s eyes were filled with clarity for the first time since being possessed in the past thirty years.0

“You… recognize me?” Zhao Qin dashed beside her, grabbing her hands excitedly.0

“Husband, look at how obedient our son is. He already knows how to be filial despite his young age. He knows that I like to eat freshly fried youtiaos, and so he went out to buy some in the morning,” said the old woman as she gnawed on the hem...0