C1242 Childish

It's a little childish.

How old was the mystery? He was at least a thousand years old. Chen Guixiang's thoughts were like a child's secret written on paper in front of him. It was easy to pry, but he laughed and said, "Your thoughts are nothing more than sacrificing yourself to protect your daughter-in-law. And your son. As for your death... I'm afraid... You've long forgotten about it