"It's been several minutes, and the Daoist still hasn't spoken!"
"According to the usual practice, when the Daoist doesn't speak for a long time, he might have foreseen something unexpected."
"Could it be? Surely, it can't be that the child is no longer alive, right?"
"It's quite possible! I guess the Daoist is concocting his words to prevent Brother Zhang and his wife from being too heartbroken."
"This result is just too tragic. They've been searching for ten years, only to hear that the child is dead."
"Yeah, if it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to accept it either!"
"Brother, Sister-in-law, please accept my condolences..."
Seeing that Lu Heng hadn't spoken for a long time, the online viewers couldn't help but let their imaginations run wild.
Sitting in front of the computer, Zhang Wenhai and his wife showed different expressions as they read the scrolling comments on the screen.
Zhang Wenhai's expression hadn't changed much.
