C80 Challenge!

Xia Longcheng returned to the North Dragon Hall Martial Club, his heart heavy with hatred and bitterness. As his gaze fell upon the urn on the coffee table, he nearly let his tears escape.

"My son, my dear Xiuming," he murmured.

Just then, his phone rang at the most inconvenient time.

"Who's this?" Xia Longcheng pressed the answer button, his voice laced with impatience