C43 Bai Qian

The slip of paper read: Bring your dad's stuff to Beijing, someone will contact you, Qin Yue will make appropriate arrangements.

I looked at the note in my hand. I swore to find this man, whoever he was, I wouldn't let anything good happen to him.

He threw the paper on the ground and stomped on it. After thinking for a while, he used a lighter to burn the paper