Chapter 195: The Last Supper_1
The old woman pedaled her tricycle loaded with goods, wobbling out of the mist.
"Hey, old hag, stop!"
Second Master Li, with his protruding belly, walked over arrogantly.
In his view, all of this was surely just a trap designed by you; he never believed in ghosts and deities— in his world, only money and power were omnipotent.
Seeing Second Master Li’s death-seeking behavior, you couldn’t help but frown slightly, about to go forward and urge him to stop, but the Old Master of the Li Family reached out and grabbed you.
You turned to look at the Old Master of the Li Family, and he shook his head slightly at you, smiling.
"Old Master, shall I push you over there?" a man in black who had been standing behind the Old Master of the Li Family bowed and said.
The Old Master of the Li Family nodded, also instructing another bodyguard to lift Little Muyun over as well.
Seeing the three generations of the Li Family gathered around the old woman, you couldn’t help feeling puzzled, not understanding the Old Master of the Li Family’s intentions.
"Little Muyun, don’t underestimate that Old Dog Li. Back then, he forged an empire with his bare hands, and before he met that man, he could also be considered a ’cover the sky with one hand’ figure in Jiangnan; don’t be deceived by his appearance now."