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.,In one sentence, Chiang Chung-sheng's eyes widened with rage: "Presumptuous! You dare speak arrogantly Do you think I, Chiang Chung-sheng, am old and feeble",Inside his body, a surge of spiritual energy shot straight up to the heavens! It surged from his dantian and directly to his eyes. Opening his eyes again, Jiang He's eyes gleamed with gold!。