C488 The Main Culprit

Faang Xiaoran looked in shock at the door and saw a black wheelchair with two round wheels rolling in. Soong Zijian was pushing the wheelchair from behind, beaming with joy. The man sitting on it. His head was wrapped in a layer of white gauze, and his face was a lot thinner. However, his spirit was still as sharp as ever, and he had the aura of someone in a high position