Only to see that there was not only black air in the flower clusters, but even the entire courtyard was filled with a pervasive black air!,Looking at Chiang Chung-sheng again, his face was pale with blackening temples and a deathly aura all over him! The bad luck surrounding him has reached its peak!,“Mr. Chiang, your face is dark, you are being plagued by bad luck, and I’m afraid you won't live past today!”。