C598 It Feels like Someone Else's Home
In a courtyard in a courtyard in Shang Jing's Second Ring.
An old man with white hair and a white beard, who seemed to be an inch in length, sat on the tea table under the locust tree. He was holding an ordinary looking fan in his right hand and was fanning it gently.
His clothes were a little messy, and seemed somewhat dusty on top of it. His hair was very black, and was somewhat long
