C164 All Kinds of Mixed Feelings

Yann Yu's eyes were almost wet. His hands trembled as he touched the bleeding wound. The dagger was still stuck in the wound.

"Tinghan, don't worry. . . Little Yu, uncle is fine. . . "

He forced himself to speak. His face was pale, but he still comforted the two children.

"Dad. . . "

Yann Yu suddenly opened his mouth. Although his voice was soft, he could still hear it