Ye Changan was still all smiles, but his attitude was quite clear.
"No, no, no blessings for me to enjoy."
*
Eventually, the group arrived at the entrance of the Zong family estate.
It was probably too early, so the Zong family's gates were tightly closed.
Zhong Bo had never visited the Zong family before; he had only driven past it, and even then, he had marveled at how vast the property was, thinking about how much value could be generated if it were all turned into orchards.
Standing at the gate, Ye Changan knocked.
"You know, these places with old legacies look so classy, as if you've traveled back in time," he commented.
Zhong Bo stood behind the others, musing to himself.
"After all, there used to be a Fierce Spirit here, which needed to be suppressed; see those stone lions? They've been maintained and repaired yearly for several hundred years."
Little Milk Jin's soft voice piped up from his shoulder, giving Zhong Bo a rundown.
