A young man sat in the car, his expression lost in thought. His cheeks, as sharp as a knife, looked pale, but they couldn't hide a hint of ambition in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,Not until that snowy night, when someone brought back the father's already icy corpse, did he weep uncontrollably.,Luo Chen was a celestial immortal in his past life. With his experience, how could he possibly not understand。
