But the next second, he felt a chill on the back of his head, and a cold and indifferent voice came from behind him, "Brother, your father secretly replaced my father's fate to give birth to the three of you, so don't be so arrogant here. This Prince Rong's Mansion is my territory. No one is allowed to fire a gun first without my permission. No..." Rong Qianming's voice was low, but it could give people an invisible sense of sinister oppression.
Prince Jingshen's other two sons were stunned. "Qianming, what are you doing? We are brothers, and on the day of our elders' birthdays, what are you doing?"
What's my father's life?"
Rong Qianning sneered and spoke eloquently, telling all the good things that Prince Jingshen had done.
The three sons looked at Prince Jingshen.
Prince Jingshen hurriedly said, "Quick, the three of you, kowtow to your uncle and promise to take care of him until his death...
Please, please let our family go!"
Rong Qianming then slowly put away his gun, took two steps back and stood aside.
He just happened to be standing very close to Nan Chengcheng.
Nan Chengcheng smelled a strange, faint herbal scent on Rong Qianming. She had smelled this herbal scent before when she was captured and taken to Simeon. It was a plant that looked like bean sprouts. The maid there said that this herb was called immortal grass, which was usually added to opium to make poison.
Prince Jingshen pulled his sons and asked them to kneel down to Prince Rong.
Prince Rong sat powerlessly on the chair. Rong Qianning supported him from the side. He raised his hand to stop him, his eyes full of anger. "No need."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Nan Chengcheng, "Miss Nan, let's start!"
Next, Nan Chengcheng would invite the true God of Wealth, and then let the souls of Prince Rong and Prince Jingshen leave their bodies to respectfully invite the true God.
However, when the God of Wealth comes, ordinary people cannot see him. Only Prince Rong, whose soul has left his body, can see him and talk to him.
Nan Chengcheng, as a member of the Xuanmen, is just an intermediary who helps to introduce and connect. She does not help anyone and is only responsible for explaining the situation. As for whether the God of Wealth will eventually change the fate or not, it has nothing to do with her.
Nan Chengcheng nodded and took out a palm-sized money tree with all kinds of ancient gold coins hanging on it. She shook the money tree gently, closed her eyes, and muttered some spell that no one else could understand.
Prince Jingshen gave his sons a look, asking them to stop it immediately.
Anger was flashing in the eyes of Prince Jingshen's three sons. They looked at each other and decided not to use soft tactics anymore but to use hard tactics instead.
The next second, there was a loud bang and an angry shout, "Come on, arrest them all! I'll see who dares to invite the God of Wealth in this day and night!"
Anyone who dares to change my father's fate is seeking death!"
A group of people rushed in-
Just as one of the men of Prince Jingshen's son rushed over to grab Nan Chengcheng-
Rong Qianming grabbed the man's hand that was reaching out to Nan Chengcheng, and the next second he twisted it hard, pulled it, and in one motion he took out a sharp dagger. In full view of everyone, he cut the man's neck.
The man immediately knelt down, holding his neck, his body twitching. In an instant, blood stained his clothes red and he died.
Rong Qianming stood in front of Nan Chengcheng and glared at the three sons of Prince Jingshen, "Come here, take them down!"
After this sound, the sound of footsteps came from the yard.
When Prince Jingshen looked outside, he saw a group of men in black suddenly appear in the yard. They were wearing coarse linen clothes and had the same long braids as the men of the previous dynasty. They all looked ferocious and had muscular bodies. They were obviously masters of kung fu.
These people defeated all the men brought by Prince Jingshen's son in minutes and controlled them tightly.
Rong Qianming looked at Nan Chengcheng and said calmly, "Miss Nan, continue."
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