For three days, it was a challenge for everyone in the White Manor, tolerance and expectation, and it did not disappoint them in Yecheng.

Schbihua, like a child, seems to wipe away his tears and runny nose and pull Ye to run to the study. "I'll tell you son, I've worked it up with your Master these days. We're not going to betray this big grievance."

"Where is he?"

Schbihua questioned who it was, and then said to himself, "The old man said that all the gifts he sent were away from home for more than ten hours, and he should be back."

Gifts, it must not be a good...