Live for money, die for it

mpse of it—A sudden wave of coldness swept over me, and an icy hand gripped my nape.Jiang Qiyun appeared before me, his chest blocking my view. That familiar danger and icy tone echoed above my head —... the day when the gates of hell swing wide open. He's busy, and so are we.I thought my grandfather was coming to call me to participate in the ancestral hall sacrifice, but behind him were Chen Suixin...