"Ironclad evidence, dream of the evening tide, I see what you have to be sophisticated, I now ordered people to demolish your warm incense pavilion, so that you will be trapped in the existence of the Imperial City in the future! Come on, break the Warm Fragrance Pavilion for me! " Qi Zhengzhong's face was cold and gloomy.

"Slow down!" Just behind Qi Zhengzhong, a few big men were ready to start smashing Nuanxiangge, when an old woman's voice rang.

Following the crowd's prestige, an old woman with white spots slowly descended the stairs with the help of two young girls.

"It's Grandma Hua!" Among the crowd, several guys in...