Chapter 691 The Benefactor’s Passing

When Orson Ford was halfway through the passage, he suddenly stopped. He seemed to be reflecting on something, appearing dazed. The symbolic connotation of the text was profound. Based on Orson Ford’s experience, it was reasonable for him to react in such a way. A hush fell over the class with Orson’s sudden silence. The students stared at Orson, not quite understanding the situation. The silence persisted for approximately ten seconds until Orson turned his head to stare out the window. Then, he noticed a familiar yet foreign man who was clearly at death’s door standing outside. Orson’s mind went blank in that instant. It took him a good long while to react. The other villagers of Wincier Village might not recognize him, but Orson definitely could. After all, he was his father. “Students, let’s have a self-study session.” Orson briefed them, set down his textbook, and left the classroom. On the grass plot outside the classroom, Ferguson Ford exerted strenuous effort to rema