C210 Missing Uncle

Mo Qiantiao walked in and saw a man around fifty years old with a cigar in his hand. However, this man had his back facing Mo Qiantiao, so Mo Qiantiao couldn't see the man's face clearly.

"Who are you?" Mo Qiantiao felt that this background was indeed familiar, but he was unable to figure out who this man was. His brows were tightly knitted together.

Hearing Mo Qiantiao's question