"In that case, what happened last night really happened?" Zhao Lanhua was even more puzzled. "But that person's injuries are so serious. How did he leave?"
"Mother, let's not think about it, right?" Ji Zhao pondered for a long time before analyzing softly. "After all, we don't know the background of that person. For the sake of caution, let's pretend that nothing happened last night?"
"Alright, I'll listen to you."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law lit an incense stick for the Earth God.
The moment Ji Zhao closed her eyes, she felt a sharp pain on her neck. She widened her eyes in surprise and what greeted her eyes was a large saber that was emitting a cold light!
The person holding the saber was a five-foot-three-inch fatty. There was a scar on his face that looked terrifying.
Behind him was the benevolent statue of the Earth god.
The candles on both sides of the shrine were about to burn to ashes.
