The young man's face was indifferent and cold, his lips tightly pressed together, not uttering a word. He walked a few steps forward, standing among the elders of the Long family, who were surrounding him, hurling insults. Long Xiao even felt that he was the murderer of his own son, Long Lin, and wanted to seek retribution from him.The onlookers also turned their gazes towards the young man."Hey, isn't that—"The crowd, suspecting they might have seen incorrectly, took out their phones, found news images, and compared them with the person in front of them.Sure enough, it was exactly the same!It was him!The young man in the white thermal jacket remained silent, seemingly at a loss for words, just staring at Long Xiao, who was crying so hard that he seemed to be losing all his strength. Long Xiao, in his sixties or seventies, already had gray hair, but the loss of his son in his old age was indeed a great tragedy. His hair seemed to have turned whiter, and he appeared to be ha
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