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"Father …"

Xie Ying walked in at an unknown time, her voice trembling as she looked at Xie Jianwu's corpse on the bed.

With a plop, Xie Ying kneeled in front of the bed, tears streaming down her face, filled with endless regret.

But what's the use? By the time she figured it out, it was too late.

"Sorry …" I should have come earlier..