Chapter 1917 Permanent Blindness

Every sound he could make was instantly trapped in his throat, causing him such discomfort. It took him a while before he managed to say, “Lucas... you're sick. You can't go back. Besides, it's been many years since we, father and son, have reunited. Now, I'm just a lone man, hoping that we, as father and son, can live happily together. Isn't it good that it's just us, with no one else?”
When he spoke, his usually domineering eyes, softened with a hint of paternal affection, gazed at Lucas, as he attempted to move him with his words.
However, there was a palpable silence in the air, a heavy sense of melancholy hanging over the atmosphere.