Seeing Self On The Death Bed Chapter 107

Chen lay there all the time, from sunset to dark, and then to the early morning.

No one knocked on the door unless he went out.

It's such a big house, with so many servants busying around, so the death of one person would only take up a slightly larger area than the death of a chicken.

Since he was so hungry, Nate followed the original owner's memory and rummaged through the closet.

The original owner had a habit of hiding things he liked inside his clothes.