The black Rolls-Royce stopped on the long street, its bright headlights illuminating the rain curtain.
Old Master Si walked on the tree-lined path with his head held high and his chest out, leaning on a cane. For him, today was undoubtedly a successful negotiation, successfully pulling the Si Family out of a suppressed situation, and potentially elevating the family a step higher, directly advancing from two families to the top two, a true ascent!
He truly deserved to be the Ancient Supreme, the most mysterious and capricious God in the history of the Ancient God Clan.
Easily manipulating foolish mortals in the palm of his hand.
"I suppose you haven't been back to the old house for many years?"
The elderly man suddenly said.
Jiang Mingyan had her hands in her pockets, the hem of her long coat fluttering in the wind, her gaze becoming increasingly cold, her voice possessing a glacial texture: "What does Old Master Si mean?"
She thought this was blatant mockery.
