Her mother passed away early, and her father was a fifth-level caster at Hongxing Rolling Mill. Three months ago, he died from an occupational injury.,Du Fei's face flushed slightly, his mind racing with countless ways to utilize this spatial anomaly. He gasped for breath, his mouth parched. He hastily grabbed a glass of water and gulped it down in one go.,She wore a blue floral tunic, the sleeves rolled up to reveal two slender arms like white bamboo stalks, "swishing" as she washed her clothes.。