chapter 111 I envy you for being my father

Gene Mormont raised his head and looked at the tall figure who came in quietly in front of him. It was his alcoholic father, but today the alcoholic father was actually spotless and had put on a brand new piece of clothes. A cyan robe, Gene Mormont remembered that this cyan robe was the one he bought for his drunkard father last time. The messy long hair of the alcoholic father was also combed back at this time, and a few strands of hair fell on his shoulders, making the outline of his resolute...