In those days, even if Wang Batian lost his memory, the tyranny immersed in his bones will never dissipate.

"Wang Dong." I gave a cry.

"Oh, Xiao Luo, you don't need to call me Wang Dong anymore. All my things are given to Hua Er. You can just call me Uncle Wang." King Batian laughed, then waved, and Mother Eleven went out.

The devil's mother walked out of the ward and took the door with her.

I sat in a chair by the hospital bed, looked at Wang Batian, and waited for him to speak. He suddenly called me in. Something must have happened.

"I called you in because I...