C368 Back Then

When the young Hu Yifei picked up the blade, he seemed to have merged with it. The tip of the blade touched the ground and his tender voice said in a suppressed voice, "Father, give me one more chance."

Hu Fenghan felt something. He turned around and saw a thin figure as sharp as a knife, which made his skin tingle. This scene reminded him of the beggar who gave him the steamed bread