Your Family Will Die (1)

Lulu's carriage stopped at the gate.

Creak.

It attracted the attention of the Daoist and the gatekeeper.

Taozhi lifted the curtain and helped Lulu out of the carriage. Lulu's skirt fluttered in the wind, making her look a little delicate.

"Didn't you get beaten up enough at the entrance of the Bank of the Universe? You told Young Master Yang's fortune and said that he should die early at seven years old. He also counted me in, saying that I was destined to die when I was three years old. Moreover, it was a scourge that would bring disaster to the country and the people. What are you trying to do now?"

Lulu's words made everyone point at the Daoist.

Jiang Huaian happened to be riding his horse back from court.

At this moment, he was still holding the roast duck he bought in the north of the city.

Seeing the crowd gathered at the door, he frowned.

"Why are you gathering in front of the door? What's with the noise?" His sharp gaze swept towards the Daoist.