At this time, Taoist Fu was lying on the counter, looking in from the outside, as if he was negotiating a price with the shopkeeper in a low voice.

"What's your nickname?"

"Sun Gouzi."

"Dog, do you know who I am?"

"do not know."

"I am your father!"

"Father? Are you my father? Father! I'm sorry for you.

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