Saintly Gate Venerab

Jiang He looked at the broken wooden table. A few bowls with chipped edges held steaming hot dishes. Although the food was delicious, it still made Jiang He's heart ache.,"Mr. Chiang, if it were someone else, I, Jiang He, definitely wouldn't get involved!",Suddenly, a massive truck hauling cargo came speeding towards Chiang Chung-sheng!。