C643 Two Selections

At this time, Zhang Xiaojian had already appeared in the Li family's ancestral hall. Seeing that a red-haired man was about to light the fire, he sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a layer of faint golden light enveloped the entrance.

At this time, the man had already lit up the lighter in his hand. He lit up a few pieces of paper that he had found god knows where