C125 Death of an aunt

Song Chengshu's face changed, he turned to look at the person and was startled, "8,000 years old?"

However, Ji Fengye smiled seductively, "Looks like this Regional Commander's reputation has spread far and wide. It's my pleasure to meet you Second Young Master Song."

Sure enough, it was him. Song Chengshu could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

Chu Qinghuan couldn't help but curl her lips