"Oh? What's going on?"

The old fortune teller looked at the gauze on Qiu Shangxi's arm and asked.

Xiao Chen simply said the matter, and the old fortune teller nodded, and didn't say much.

He was not very interested in matters between countries.

However, he was still a little unhappy. After all, Qiu Shangxi was also one of his grandson-in-laws!

The Holy See has been quite capable of leaping recently, but it hasn't been leaping for long.

"Old fortune teller, do you know Archbishop Meadow? He is the general manager of the Asian region."

Xiao Chen asked.

"Article Meadow? I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it."

The old fortune teller shook his head and said.

"Okay, he seems to be a master innate."

Xiao Chen said to the old fortune teller.

"As the head of the Asian region, it is not surprising that it is inherent."

What did the old fortune teller think of when he said this?

"To find Qingya's parents?"

"Um."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Didn't you say they're still alive?"

"Alive."

The old fortune teller nodded.

"However, it will be a little trouble."

“What trouble.”

Xiao Chen asked hurriedly.

"How could I know, I really treat me as a god?"

The old fortune teller is not angry.

"But looking at the girl's face, her parents are not short-lived and should not endanger their lives."

"Just live."
Chapter completed!