C507 Request for a Visit

Father's death?

A short line of words fell heavily on Ji Tianxiang's head with a whoosh. He was stunned for a moment, then as if he had fallen into a dream, he muttered, "My father's death? How did my father die?"

"Hahahaha!"

A sharp female laughter came from the room, reaching his ears. When it was deafening, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Ji Chongshui