Chapter 611 Qu Mingcheng's Unwillingness

Inside the study, the smoke curls up, shaped like a crane-shaped copper furnace, lit with incense to calm the mind and tranquilize the spirit, just how Qu Zhizhen's heart can not be quiet, glaring fiercely at Qu Mingcheng, his hand slammed hard on the table, snapped, "What is going on in this matter? Speak!" "Father!" Qu Mingcheng knelt down with a thud, "Father, I don't know what father is talking about!"