"Zhao Xiaopeng, don't you know yet? Your grandfather is dead! Your Zhao family is over! You are not qualified to be arrogant in front of me now! Today I come here, except to meet Mr. Tang, and I am here to find you! I want you to return the land I took from me last time! Otherwise, I will chop you up!"

As soon as Jiang Long said this, the whole audience was silent!

"What, the old man from the Zhao family is dead!"

"The old man of the Zhao family is the pillar of the Zhao family. Other descendants of the Zhao family seem to be unable to do anything! If Zhao is dead, anyone can step on the Zhao family!"

"No wonder Jiang Long dared to slap Zhao Xiaopeng in the face today. It turned out that the Zhao family is over!"

Chen Xingran, who was watching on the side, was also surprised. He should be the only one in the world who knew the news of Zhao Qian and Sun's death!

Chen Xingran has never leaked this news so far.

Why would Jiang Long in front of him know that the old man of the Zhao family is dead? This shouldn’t be true!

unless!?

Chen Xingran thought of a possibility!

Zhao Xiaopeng had no idea that the Zhao family's old man was dead, and he didn't believe that his old man would die!

Zhao Xiaopeng suddenly became hysterical: "How could my grandfather die? My grandfather is a martial artist in the realm of transformation! There are only a few people in the world who can hurt my grandfather! You are talking nonsense!"

Jiang Long smiled coldly and said, "Your grandpa has been missing for a while, right? At least three months, your grandpa has not shown any face in public."

Zhao Xiaopeng shouted: "My grandfather's whereabouts are unpredictable. Don't spread rumors here! If my grandfather knows that you are talking bad things about him everywhere, be careful not to die!"

Jiang Long looked confident and said, "In our Chang'an City, there is a monk named Lexuan. He is proficient in numerology. Oh yes, your grandfather often asks him to discuss numerology, and he is quite familiar with your grandfather's birth date. Just yesterday, my elders met Lexuan and accidentally asked your grandfather, guess what the monk said."

Jiang Long paused for a moment, then said excitedly: "The monk pointed to the West and said Amitabha. What does this mean? It means that your grandfather has gone to the Western Paradise! He is dead!"

After Jiang Long shouted that "dead", Zhao Xiaopeng was so angry that he had picked up the wine bottle on the table and was about to smash it on Jiang Long's head.

However, before the bottle of wine in Zhao Xiaopeng's hand touched Jiang Long, a bodyguard next to Jiang Long kicked in the chest. Zhao Xiaopeng was kicked and turned over.

Chen Xingran, who was watching on the side, thought to himself that the monk who was seen by the elders of Jiang Long's family seemed to have real skills. Although he could tell the birth, old age, sickness and death of a person through the birth date, all things had variables. No matter how smart the Feng Shui master or fortune teller was, he had a chance of doing things. The monk's words showed his extraordinaryness.

Chen Xingran wrote down the monk's magic name, Lexuan. If he had the chance, Chen Xingran wanted to meet this monk.

After meeting the knife credit man last time, although Chen Xingran had a general understanding of his life experience, Chen Xingran did not fully believe in the knife credit man's words.

Although Chen Xingran is also a Feng Shui master, there is a rule in fortune telling and observing fortunes, that is, he cannot show it to himself.
Chapter completed!