"As a father, I know you have always favored the Divine Sacrifice Palace. After all, it was built by your own father with his bare hands. It is a pity that he later lost his way, became obsessed with power, and met a violent end..."
At this, Huo Chong let out a soft sigh. "I remember that February eleventh is the anniversary of his death, and there are only a few days left. Do you still not plan to pay your respects to him this year?"
As his voice fell, a cold look flashed in Mo Xiao's eyes.
Chapter 322