C1187 It Was All Fake

Lu Shaochu looked at the information that his subordinate passed to him. His handsome brows were tightly knitted, and his eyes were dark and gloomy. His body was emitting a cold chill.

"Spread out the information in your hand."

Since this old man wanted to seek death, he didn't mind giving him a ride.

The assistant received Lu Shaochu's instructions and quickly went to deal with it