554 The Blood Origin Curse

Even though Chen Gexin was shy and he seldom expressed how much he loved Chen Fan, he had brought him up after all. They had been depending on each other, having built a close relationship since the death of Chen Fan's mom.

In Chen Fan's eyes, his dad was someone who was upright and righteous. He always sat straight, no matter where and how tired he was.

Sadly…

Chen Gexin was leaning on the sofa, thin as a rake. He was thrilled to see Chen Fan; he wanted to lift up his trembling arm, but he couldn't even move a finger. He was barely forty years old, and yet, he had become old and decrepit.

"Bang!"

A crimson shadow emerged from Chen Gexin's body.

A perfectly handsome mixed-race man with a pointed nose in a black tuxedo appeared in the crimson shadow. It was Damon.

Damon bowed to Chen Fan, looking elegant like an ancient noble.

"Dear Mr. Chen Beixuan, your power astonished me, but you must have a weakness."