Saintly Gate Venerab

Jiang He looked at the broken wooden table. A few bowls with chipped edges held steaming hot dishes. Although the food was delicious, it still made Jiang He's heart ache.,The entire house was robbed, not even a decent piece of furniture left!,Upon hearing this, Jiang He fell silent. He knew that no matter what he said, he couldn't change the other person's mind.。