C174 Eyvaluma
As autumn approached, a cool breeze swept past the entrance of the Wang Family Residence, signaling the end of the once mild weather.
A man, appearing to be in his thirties or forties, strode forward with a dignified air, clad in a resplendent blue robe. His demeanor was composed, one sleeve draped across his stomach, the other hand resting on his back. His hair was jet black
