What happened to the anti-superstition campaign? The live studio is full of police officers

Meanwhile, at the Jiang family residence in Kyoto.

A pregnant woman, dressed in luxurious clothes and with delicate features, sat at the dining table, picking at the food in front of her.

The maids stood on both sides, heads bowed, trembling with fear, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Since the woman became pregnant, her parents-in-law have exempted her from eating in the main house and told her to take good care of herself during the pregnancy. They have also been sending good things to her room in a continuous stream.

Taking advantage of her pregnancy, the woman became increasingly domineering, making all the servants in the house feel like they were walking on thin ice every day.

Just as the woman was about to pick up the bowl of fish maw soup in front of her, she suddenly felt a chill in her abdomen, and her heart skipped a beat for no reason.

An uneasy feeling spread through the woman's heart. She frowned, immediately put down her chopsticks, and picked up a handkerchief to wipe the corner of her mouth.

Then a cold voice rang out, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue: "Tell Lao Tong that if dinner isn't cooked well again, he can get out of the Jiang family!"

"And you too, if any of you upset me, you'll be in for a world of hurt!"

After saying that, the woman put her right hand on her waist, stroked her not-so-protruding belly, and left.

In about half an hour, the plane landed on the huge lawn of the Jiang family villa.

As expected of the treasure-hunting Jiang family, Bai Ningyu and Jialan sensed the presence of many powerful figures hidden in the courtyard as soon as they entered the Jiang family compound.

Among them were five ability users ranging from the early stage of the fifth rank to the peak of the fifth rank. It seems that the Jiang family has quite a few hidden experts.

The strongest aura Bai Ningyu could sense came from a courtyard in the back room. It belonged to a martial artist at the peak of Dan Jin, who was probably an elder of the Jiang family.

Jiang Qinian led Bai Ningyu and Jialan to the main house.

Seated in the main seat inside was an elderly man in his sixties, a martial arts master at the early stage of Dan Jin (a level of internal energy cultivation), who was presumably the current head of the Jiang family.

Before Jiang Qinian could introduce him, a man sitting on the right spoke up: "Second brother, is this the expert you invited back?"

"So young, you must have been scammed!"

The woman next to the man also mocked, "I do know this woman. She seems to be a fortune-telling broadcaster. She used to be quite capable."

"But she's lost all her cultivation now. Are you trying to make a joke by hiring someone like her?"

After saying that, the woman turned her gaze to the middle-aged man in Taoist robes sitting to the side and said, "This is Master Xukongzi, whom we invited from Maoshan. I believe that no matter what kind of ghost we encounter, Master Xukongzi can solve it."

Although the old man in the main seat didn't say anything, his eyes revealed displeasure.

How dare a fortune-telling livestreamer step into the door of his prestigious family?

The second son is getting more and more out of touch with reality.

If the Jiang family produces a lowly, insignificant streamer at tomorrow's treasure-hunting competition, wouldn't that make them a laughingstock?

At that time, the Jiang family will probably not be able to hold their heads up in the aristocratic circles!

Thinking of this, the old man raised his hand and slammed it heavily on the table, then said in an icy voice, "Nonsense!"

"Qi Nian, get these people out of here right now! Do you think just anyone can come and go as they please in the Jiang family?!"

"You!" Jialan, who was standing to the side, naturally couldn't stand seeing Bai Ningyu being ridiculed and mocked like this. She was about to speak up when Bai Ningyu grabbed her arm.

Then Bai Ningyu spoke up: "My name is Bai Ningyu, and I am indeed just a small-time streamer."

But now, seeing your dark complexion, and the surging of blood without your awareness, Grandpa Jiang, I fear you are deeply poisoned and your life is nearing its end.

The name Bai Ningyu flashed through Old Master Jiang's mind. He felt as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.

"Hmph, where did this little brat come from, daring to spout nonsense in front of me!"

Suddenly, Master Xukongzi of Maoshan stood up, flicked his sleeve, and glanced at Bai Ningyu with a disdainful look.

Then he cupped his hands to the old man in the main seat and said, "Grandpa Jiang, don't believe this swindler. I see that your forehead is bright and your complexion is rosy, indicating that you are blessed with longevity."

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Jiang nodded to Xu Kongzi, then suddenly looked at Bai Ningyu, his expression changing drastically, and an invisible, powerful pressure pressed down on Bai Ningyu.

The pressure from a master of Dan Jin is no joke; at best, it can cause serious injury, and at worst, it can shatter a person into pieces and turn them into mincemeat.

It is clear that the head of the Jiang family had already decided to kill him.