C761 A Man Had Tears

The man in the portrait had eyes as dark as the night, with a trace of lightning dancing in their depths. His lips, thin and curved in a subtle smile, conveyed a sense of pure joy.

"Drunkard Dad!"

Du Shaofu's whole body quivered. Although the man in the portrait was much younger than the Drunkard Dad he knew, there was no mistaking it—it was him.

Holding the portrait