C1963 Grade 2 Cold Glyph Paper

On the other side, Zhao Bianchi went straight to his grandfather, Zhao Le, after he had returned to the village.

"Life, what happened?" Noticing his grandson's hurried look, Zhao Le could not help but ask.

"Grandfather, I just met an unfamiliar middle-aged man on my way back. That man asked if anything big happened to Third Young Master when he first came to our village