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.