Venerable Qian Jiao complained with resentment to Venerable Xingyuan:
"You rascal! You're never home!"
"Just leaving a paper man at home, aren't you afraid I'll run off with someone else?"
Venerable Xingyuan awkwardly replied, "Wife, don't be anxious. I'm handling something important in the Demon Continent."
"I'll be back in at most half a day."
With these words spoken.
The figure of Venerable Xingyuan in front of her suddenly ignited, burning to ashes that covered the ground.
Venerable Qian Jiao angrily swept her sleeve, blowing the ashes away, and huffed:
"He sure is carefree, leaving the child and the academy all to me!"
Jiang Fan touched his nose, no wonder the son turned into such a little rascal.
Turns out Venerable Qian Jiao was the only one raising him, while Venerable Xingyuan was just a paper man.
Suddenly.
Jiang Fan remembered someone!
The Jiangshan First-class Building Owner!
