Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

t out a cold snort: "Old man, haven't you seen that Sun isn't even breathing What business is it of yours to speak"As he spoke, Jiang Zhengzhong waved his hand casually, unleashing a powerful aura tha...ion.Upon entering the villa, in the living room on the sofa sat a middle-aged man dressed in a gray long robe, with a fierce face and who was meticulously sipping his tea. The man wasn't tall but carr...