"dad..."
"uncle..."
They both looked at the burly man.
Jason Tang had disheveled hair and a sleepy face. His tall figure was as oppressive as a small mountain in the cramped and dim room.
He raised his legs and staggered over the chair in front of him, then poured himself a bowl of water and gulped it down with his head tilted back.
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