Saintly Gate Venerab

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhongsheng simply replied, "I'm just an old man. What can I possibly do for you Growing flowers is just my hobby.",The river chuckled softly: "Elder Jiang, you're cursed with bad luck, there seems to be a bloody disaster, your time is up!",“Mr. Chiang, your face is dark, you are being plagued by bad luck, and I’m afraid you won't live past today!”。