Godfather

Qin An city looked to be around seventy years old. He was wearing a black robe and had a pipe in his hand. He did not wear slippers at home, and wore a pair of identical old cloth shoes.

"You... Looking for me? " The old man had an imposing aura that did not anger but instead, he gave Qin An a respectful bow as he spoke.

Seeing Qin An's performance, the old man seemed very happy. He walked to the side of Qin An and pinched his face as he looked at it repeatedly.

"That's right, you."

It was unknown when Qin An City had met such a person. He looked at him in a daze and asked carefully, "Old sir, do we know each other?"

"No, I know you. Aren't you that Ling Yun guy? That fiance called little Qiao Meng. "

Qin An City did not expect him to know himself in such detail. He hurriedly nodded. "Yes, yes. However, is there any reason for you to look for me?"

"Silly boy, someone wants to kill you. Don't you know?"