Jiang Meng was a little worried.

"Don't worry, I've already agreed that my face is a pass."

Xiao Chen smiled.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the God of War Palace, they met the Jiang tribe who came from Liuli City.

Compared to the cars Xiao Chen and the others were riding, these people were riding imported luxury business cars.

The price is incomparable.

"I said Jiang Meng, you are considered a rich man. Don't you feel embarrassed to drive such a broken car? This is the Palace of the God of War, don't lose our Jiang clan's face."

Jiang Yurong and others got out of the car really looked arrogant.

There was a strong man behind him holding something in his hands.

No need to look at it, everyone knows it is a good thing.

Everyone knows that the God of War King likes antique calligraphy and painting.

The Jiang tribe racked his brains to get a lot of antique calligraphy and paintings.

Attending the banquet is just the beginning. What they want is to truly curry favor with the God of War and accept the protection of the God of War.

"You really got the invitation?"

Jiang Wanying asked, "Don't tell me, I made it fake outside. Although the level of fraud is very high now, you can't afford to offend the King of War God."

The Jiang clan members don’t believe that Xiao Chen can get an invitation letter.

Even if Xiao Chen used to be proud of his face, he now has nothing to say about his face. He is a useless person.

"It doesn't matter if you offend the King of War God yourself, don't trap our Jiang clan."

Jiang Yurong frowned.
Chapter completed!