Jiangli's voice had barely faded when the curtains beside him suddenly began to flutter.
Jiangli took out a talisman and tossed it out.
The next second, everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and when they looked again, there was suddenly another person in the room.
That person was dressed in funeral clothes, was slightly overweight, and had a naturally angry expression on his face. At first glance, he certainly didn't seem like an easy person to get along with.
Seeing him, Boss Zhao and Master Sun no longer had any misunderstandings.
"Dad?"
At that moment, Jiang Yongxin also noticed Jiang Siwen and couldn't help but call out.
He Xiumei followed the gaze as well.
When she saw Jiang Siwen, she couldn't resist wanting to go to him, "Old man..."
Jiang Siwen stretched out his hand, wanting to grasp hers, but then stopped himself.
He instead waved his hand toward He Xiumei, "I'm dead, the living and the dead should not be entwined, don't come any closer."
