Saintly Gate Venerab

Jiang Rong and Fang Ling were taken aback, but they still nodded. "That's good too. Once we move out, we won't have to worry about Zhu Zhuang bringing people to cause trouble. We'll move tomorrow.",Faced with Jiang Zhongsheng's anger, Jiang He remained calm and composed.,“Mr. Chiang, your face is dark, you are being plagued by bad luck, and I’m afraid you won't live past today!”。