"Don't rush."
Pang Pang old man was a little overwhelmed.
"Listen to me first."
"Wait until I'm done. Then you can ask your questions."
"I'll tell you everything I know."
"Speaking of which..."
Pang Pang old man asked in confusion, "Why are you so concerned about Old Meng now?"
"I never saw you act this way before."
You were almost too enthusiastic.
"Cut the crap."
Grandpa Zou rolled his eyes.
"Tell us what you know."
Pang Pang old man shook his head slightly.
"You're both getting on in years, yet you're still so impatient..."
Seeing that Grandpa Zou was about to speak again, Pang Pang old man immediately beamed.
"All right."
"I'll start talking now."
"Best not speak to me until I'm finished."
"Understood."
Grandpa Zhang nodded.
Grandpa Zou rolled his eyes again.
Pang Pang old man composed himself.
That day, he was walking home.
The sun was setting, and dusk had fallen.
The gorgeous evening clouds painted the sky with bold, vivid colors.
They gave off a hazy, ambiguous air...
Grandpa Zou furrowed his brows deeply.
What a load of nonsense.
Pang Pang old man acted as though he hadn't seen it.
The memories of that day grew increasingly clear in his mind...
Pang Pang old man casually turned his head.
The next second, his eyes suddenly widened.
The thin old man suddenly sprang into action.
With a somewhat violent aura, he lunged at the man opposite him.
The man froze.
Anyone who suddenly encountered someone trying to attack them on the street...
would be at a loss and panic-stricken.
The man instinctively took a step back.
His body moved faster than his mind, adopting a defensive stance.
The old man raised his head.
His face was twisted with