C9 Old Thing Dares to Trick Me!

At the break of dawn, Jiang Dao galloped back to Jiang Mansion.

"Huff!"

Upon his arrival, a subtle shift crossed Jiang Dao's face.

Trouble had seemingly struck Jiang Mansion once more.

White flags adorned the exterior, with paper money strewn all about.

He could distinctly sense an intangible presence weaving through the air of Jiang Mansion