C461 Night Attack

Night, quiet. The moonlight was like silver, sprinkling on the Funiu Mountain and on the small wooden house.

In the mountain forest, there were occasional chirps of tired birds. The spring breeze gently blew, and the pine trees rustled in the quiet night.

Mo Ge poured wine into Bai Yiliu's bowl and listened to him speak slowly, "My son saw me fighting with someone