The Sign of Becoming an Immortal

Jiang Hao stood there for a long time.

Some of the men walked around him to avoid getting in his way.

They saw that this young man was dressed in silk and satin. He didn't speak much but had a powerful presence.

He looked like a nobleman.

They couldn't offend him.

When the house was completely destroyed, Jiang Hao sighed softly.

He felt like a part of him was gone forever and would never return.

At that moment, he walked to the old man who was taking a break in a corner.

"Grandpa, may I ask you a question?"

The old man was eating some snacks. He raised his head to look at the person who had talked to him and got up in a panic.

"Young man, don't startle me like that. My heart can't take it."

"I apologize," Jiang Hao said gently. "I just wanted to ask you about the people who were living in that house."

He pointed in the direction of his childhood home.

"You mean the old man and the old woman?"