C809 three conditions

"Son, is it really you?"

"Sorry Mom, I'm late." Looking at his mother's pale face, Mu Yichen's heart ached. A powerful killing intent slowly spread out.

Lu Zhijing shook her head with tears in her eyes and bit her lips. All these years, she had never thought about her youngest son, worried that he would suffer even more humiliation after becoming a cripple. After being captured