In a desolate house in the north of Furong City.
In the pavilion with faded pillars, a middle-aged man was drinking wine contentedly, humming a little tune.
The pond where the pavilion was located was covered with water plants and withered lotus flowers, and above them were densely packed mosquitoes, making buzzing sounds.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man stopped humming because someone came.
"Do as you please!" The middle-aged man opened his eyes and said unhappily, "Didn't you say you wouldn't interfere with what happened today?"
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