The moment he spoke, a deathly silence fell over the crowd.
The chattering commoners instantly fell quiet. Countless astonished gazes darted back and forth between Qin Wenwu and the "doctor."
'That doesn't sound like a doctor he just happened to meet in Xuzhou, does it?'
The people of the Dayan Dynasty referred to their own fathers as "Grandpa." In contrast, his cry of "Father" was more typical of the people from the steppes.
The color drained from Qin Wenwu's face in an instant, leaving it a ghastly white. A BUZZ went off in his head as if a clap of thunder had exploded, and the blood in his veins seemed to freeze solid.
