The door of the stone room that had been firmly closed just a moment ago, rumblingly rose.
A person with fluttering sleeves stepped into the room.
Behind him followed a smaller Blood Corpse.
This man had a handsome face, bright eyes, clear and elegant, possessing an extremely good complexion.
Lu Mingshu glared at him, teeth clenched tightly: "Fu, Shang, Qing!"
It was actually Fu Shangqing! The Fu Shangqing who had disappeared for so many years!
Fu Shangqing started to smile: "Isn't it a surprise, my daughter."
"Don't call me!" Lu Mingshu was thoroughly disgusted by him. Who knows what he really is, he couldn't possibly still be considered her father.
"How heartless!" Fu Shangqing lamented softly, "In this regard, you really don't compare to Mingxi. She herself said, even if daddy fell into hard times, she would abandon her husband and child to follow me!"
