"Son," Liu Qingcheng said helplessly, "our estate is well-monitored and guarded. You've been practicing martial arts since you were young and already possess extraordinary abilities. Is it really necessary for you to be so cautious",In the hospital bed, Wu Bai, a hundred years old, slowly opened his eyes. He stared at the ceiling above him, one by,He was a hundred years old. He had lived a cautious life, but he never expected to die from a poisoned bowl of soup.。