the simple decorated mansion is silent, and two green magic fire lamps are beating with sad light, covering Fu Qing's room. The gloomy atmosphere lingers around Lu Chen. Behind the book case, Fu qingran's eyes stay on Lu Chen all the time, making Lu Chen have a bad feeling.

although Fu Qing didn't ask himself a question along the way, Lu Chen always felt that Fu Qing's taking himself to the mansion was not as simple as he said to be a servant. There must be some plot behind it.

standing in the room for half an hour, Fu Qing didn't say a word. The old God was sitting on...