It seemed as though he had been waiting for this day all along.
Tong Guan stared at Dao Lao, feeling a sense of surreal detachment that such a thing could happen to him. Beneath that numbness, however, surged an overwhelming wave of anger. Yet even his anger lacked complete conviction; after all, living and working side by side for so many years, he had long regarded Dao Lao as a father.
He climbed into the car and drove away in a specific direction.
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