C204 Father Peace Back

"Father An is in my hands."

Looking at the short line of words on the phone, a black storm was brewing in Jiang Xian Han's cold black eyes. It was not only because of his father, but more importantly because the person who sent this message was a string of code that Jiang Xian Han was once familiar with but never knew the truth about.

His sharp, sword-like eyebrows were rubbed together